"I think that the measure of whether a life has been a good one is how much love there has been in that life--love both given and received."
Alexander McCall Smith
He died quietly and more easily than he'd fought pain, COPD, heart disease, bladder cancer and the rest for all these years.
He died with a wonderful doctor caring for him, with his wife of 51 years, 51 weeks at his side, with his son and his daughter with him.
Love you, Daddy. Now and forever.