Yesterday shortly before I got off work, my dad had passed away. We didn't get notified till I gotten home that evening, 65 years old heart failure was the cause so far what we was told. He wasn't the best father, but we did have good times when we did. He was in a senior living home as he lost part of his leg last year due to an infection and suffering a heart attack back in 2019. He wasn't able to take care of himself much but was improving a little. I hadn't seen him in a few months, but I know he's resting with his family now. I remember us going to see all the transformers movies when they came out, and having a good times before the leg loss. But best remember the good times and not the bad. Keep on moving in life and live it well.