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05-14-2018 02:15 PM |
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Originally Posted by Plankton
(Post 1950816)
I had just played the first round of an A-Tier Disc Golf tournament last Thursday, sitting 5 strokes behind the leader and getting ready to play the final round in the morning. I went to bed early, making sure I would be ready to battle my way back to the top of the leader board, when I got a call around 1am informing me that my Dad wouldn't make it through the night. He was an hour and a half away and I was sitting groggy with tears in my eyes still holding my phone not knowing if I was dreaming or if this was really happening. I snapped back into reality and headed out into the night heading for my Dad, hoping I'd make it in time. I was about 1/3rd of the way there when I got the next call. He had passed. When I got there, some of the family had been waiting for me to intercept and console my broken heart as I made my way to his hospital room. I broke down. I am utterly destroyed.
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So sorry, Plankton. I hope your family can help you through. How's Hannah? Hope she's alright. Man, what a horrible thing to happen. Was this like really unexpected, a sudden thing? I'm guessing so. Jesus. Condolences, my friend. Wish I could do more/anything to help. If I can, just let me know. |
