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Today’s admin post is not Tudor related, but its something that hits home for me, and I suspect far to many people who may read this. But that is exactly why I’m writing it. Five years ago, on November 11th, 2013, my father died from cancer. Although he lived four hours away from me, I was fortunate enough to get home to be with him. Prior to his passing, he spent months in my city getting his radiation treatments, even driving the four hours back home on the weekends despite the doctors telling him they believed he would likely be admitted to the hospital with a feeding tube due to the weight loss expected from the treatments towards (he was already very thin). He wasn’t admitted. He didn’t get a feeding tube. My dad finished his treatments, and got to go home. He was in the hospital afterwards, for other reasons, but always got day passes and was able to

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