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February 28, 2011
This day, the 28th of February is the anniversary of when my father died. It was a long time ago, but the date remains very special. He was a wonderful man and a very loving father, although I sometimes feel that I did not appreciate him for who he was, or show him that I did, being so involved in my own teenage life. He died suddenly and unexpectedly. I was 19. On a cold dark February afternoon, in Montreal while studying in the University library, I felt I must go home immediately. It was that afternoon that he died.