Mary Lorraine Danroth
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MARY LORRAINE DANROTH
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and now we drink the wine...
On January 17th. my adoptive fathers son called to tell me that in his opinion our father would not be coming out of the hospital. My husband and I went to see him in the hospital on January 27th. As we were walking in the doors of the hospital my brother called. He said my father was dead. He had passed on about noon the day before. I am thankful my husband was there and that there were seats at the door. We had to go get the key from him so that we could get into the house and assess what I wanted and needed to do. I was definitely in a state of panic as we got closer to his house. He came out to the drivers side of the truck and asked if he could come to my side. I said no, not right now. He kept apologizing and saying that if he could take it all back he would. He said he was going to fix up his property and put all the money from that sale and any inheritance into a trust for all the people he has hurt. I didn’t know he hurt more people than me. I am sad for them. I know their pain.
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