I just got a call from an Uncle that my dad died. We weren't really
close but it still sucks.

I sent an e-mail to W letting her know.

My mail:
My dad died. D17 knows. Thought I should tell you.

Her reply:
Frank
I am so sorry. If there anything I can do for you please let me know.

She is currently here, in her room, on her computer, reading and replying to this e-mail.

Yes, she cares so much.

One thing I'm learning today from this is you need to make your life count for something. My dad didn't really do that. He gave up.

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