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His 60’s

            In Oct. 1998 Dad was proud to see his son, Steven, married to Amy Hiller.

            He celebrated his 30th wedding anniversary on Dec. 7, 1998.

            In the spring of 1999 Dad and I went on a pan-European tour together and had a good time racing around Austria, Slovenia and Italy in a little rental car. We ate drank, and were merry. In Vienna we went to the Maiden’s Ball and carried on. In Slovenia we looked up his family’s birth records and were shocked to find that so many were murdered during the war, including his estranged father. In Italy, one night the city of Udine exploded as people cheered, hanging out of windows and cars, as their soccer team did something great like cure heart disease or something. Dad and I goofed around by running around cheering too.

            The cheering soon ended. After we returned, Dad was diagnosed with colon cancer. On July 30 he was admitted to the hospital for an operation and at midnight I snuck in to keep him company. The admitting nurse got to us and asked how old he was. I peered at the clock and said he was 62 by only 15 minutes. We hoped that he was having a happy birthday but we doubted it- it was his last one ever. In April of that year he ended a long struggle with cancer. He would miss by weeks the birth of his first grandson, Daniel Joseph Hold, and the listing of his sons’ Hold Brothers On-Line Investment Services Inc., www.holdbrothers.com, as #152 of the Inc. Magazine 500.

I admired his gracefulness dealing with the disease and his will to live. Some family members asked that he sign the “do not resuscitate” forms but he pressed on, eager for each moment that he was a part of the universe. One night he fought the delirium of liver failure and asked for Steve and I very emphatically. When we came he held our parting handshakes and gaze an extra long time. He passed that night.

Dad, rest in peace.

 


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