My Dad died in 1979 (age 57) when I was 31. I could have seen him a couple of weeks before he died of a heart attack down in Dallas one weekend. My father in law passed of a heart attack in 2005 (age 90) and I had not seen him in a month as I was working in Ohio at the time. I still miss them both and think of them often. Dad was a quail and dove hunter and loved to fish in the lake near our home and down in the Gulf near Port Aransas and Rock Port. We spent a lot of time hunting and fishing when I was growing up. My father in law was a deer hunter but hunted **** with hounds and just about anything else when he was a younger man. We hunted white tail together for 30 years before he began to suffer from dementia and heart problems and I was working farther and farther from home all the time. We never know when they will leave us so love them and enjoy being with them all you can, especially as they grow older.