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January 28, 2009
I wanted to get through this series of six funeraries, all done in preparation for what I was expecting to happen, when what I was expecting to happen happened. My father died tonight at about seven o'clock.

A bit earlier I talked to my mother. Dad wasn't at all well. It was palliative care from now on. Everyone was prepared.

Then the call from my brother-in-law.

Freud went to the Acropolis and said, "Gee, it really exists!" That's what it was like. "Gee, it's not a hoax! He's not recuperating! He's not rebounding! Nothing like that can ever happen again!"