This was posted by my niece on facebook, and it was so lovely I wanted to share with my blogger friends.
My father, Patrick , passed away tonight at 10:57 pm Pacific Time in La Mesa, California. Dad had been dealing with cancer for quite some time and living well with it until a few months ago. He was peaceful and in no pain at a lovely hospice setting with roses and cats and overlooking a manmade lake. He was only 61 years old. He had worked for 36 years as a respiratory therapist at Rady Children's Hospital in San Diego. His specialty was working with preemies in the neonatal intensive care unit. Over 36 years, Dad worked with thousands of babies and families and mentored many of the staff in the unit. He was a co-organizer and founder of the nurses and technical staff union at Rady, UNOCH. Dad was also an avid rockhound, creative mind, lover of the desert, and a devoted family man. My family is very, very sad tonight, but he is free now. Here is a song for my dad, Southwestern man to the core: A Horse With No Name.