It has been five years since my father passed away. I still remember the early morning call from the hospital. The nurse said that my father is in critical condition and to get to the hospital ASAP. I along with my mother, brother and sister got in the car and drove from Hopkinton to Beth Israel Medical Center in Boston. It was heartbreaking seeing my father, who had been so healthy, lively and energetic only few months earlier hooked up to all these life support machines. After a brief discussion, we told the hospital staff to disconnect the life support machines and my father breathed his last shortly before 9 AM on March 21, 2013.
When he was ill from the chemo and radiation treatment, he used to tell my brother and me that after he passed away we would forget him. No Dad, we haven't forgotten you. You have touched and shaped our lives in so many ways that it is impossible to forget you even if we tried. All of us remember you, every moment of every day. We love you and miss you terribly Dad.
