Claw Marks To Heaven
My dad was a planner. He planned everything to the nth degree, his day, the details of a road trip, and his life. For the most part everything went as planned. Through the years I always thought he would get a hitch in his life plan. I was paying attention for when the day came that his plan would fall apart, making it nececcary for him to frantically create a contingency plan. It never happened. He pulled it off to the very end of his 86 years. But there was one thing that causes me to ponder. I think about it almost every day. HE DID NOT WANT TO GO!! He literally tried to crawl his way from death in the last moments of life. Two days before he died, he was in pain and even pleaded for someone to shoot him. Those moments were sad and pathetic in a way. Then the final hour came and he wasn't ready to face the afterlife. It seemed to me that he was hiding something. There was some guilt he did not want to share with a priest or family. I wonder about that very last second if Go...