Saying Goodbye

Sorry for my recent absence. My family and I are in the process of easing my father into the next life, with the help of Hospice.

A friend of mine sent me this bit of verse from Tennyson's "Crossing the Bar", and it's a fitting tribute for Dad:

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea.