The Work of Mortality

A deep dive into my late father's raw dispatches on the urgent work of life and death

My father at age 71, wearing his gun vest and holding Fiona (then age 12-13)

“Time is a gift, given to you, given to give you the time you need, the time you need to have the time of your life. ”

My father, who died at home in his bed at age 74, used to email me what he called "reality checks." These were not the carefully assembled observations of a phil…