Today would have been my dad's 103rd birthday. He always said he'd live to be 100 and he darned near made it---91 years on this earth is a long time. Toward the end, he stated that he'd be passing out of the picture soon. Since we were planning to attend a family reunion in the Black Hills, I warned him that he'd better not go until we returned. So he waited until we'd been home for 5 days and then quietly slipped away in his sleep. He was never quite sure what lay ahead but was fond of saying, "We all take the same road eventually." I'm confident that he was pleasantly surprised when he reached his destination.
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