My dad's eyes were open when I came to the board and care this morning. They were already fixed though, and so I got down where I thought he might be able to see me and told him it was okay just to let go, that I was there, and that we would take care of mom. I told him I love him, and that I would miss him. Shortly thereafter, a few breaths, he shuddered, and he was gone. It was very quiet. There was none of the awful stuff some people had told me about at the end. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't, yet I could see that I had put his mind at ease, and that's what I wanted.
Now I am trying to talk the cemetary (El Toro Memorial Park) into burying him on Sunday. Jewish burials don't happen on Saturdays, and that would be the soonest he could be ready. We don't embalm or cremate either, and my dad specifically asked for a Jewish burial. I might just have my mom cremated when the time comes because it is so much easier. You don't have to worry about when it will happen.