No need to apologize, that's one thing I'm glad I got wrong.
I had just seen a similar mean right before this one,
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so it was starting to affect me.
At least he got to live a long life, although with unimaginable suffering.
I had an uncle who served in Korea. He passed away from cancer when I was young. One of the nicest people ever, I mean super nice. His best friend died right next to him on the field, and he lost the hearing in his left ear after a bomb exploded near him.
He came back drinking, but didn't touch a drop as he worked and took care of his family during the week, but then locked himself in his room and got drunk listening to Mariachi Music on the weekend.
I used to think Mariachi Music was Puerto Rican when I was a child, because I'd hear that and Bolero blaring out of the bars when we passed by (we used to go there for a month in the summer). He owned a grocery store across the street from his house that also functioned as a bar and dominos & pool hall in a separate section on the side. Beautiful but depressing music for men to sob to.
Sorry I'm going on and on.
Sorry about your father.