Originally Posted by Julianthe3rd

After a long battle with liver cancer from Agent Orange exposure in Vietnam, my dad has passed away on 1/19/2012 at 4:20 AM. It sounds creepy but I somehow knew he was going to die on that night, when I was leaving work I stopped to look at a picture of him and I hanging in my locker and I remember thinking that was a good picture of him cause it's the only one I have where he is not wearing a hat..That picture has been in my locker for 8 years and I never glanced at it twice until that night...Then when I got home and went to bed, I swear I felt a presence in my bedroom and remember thinking to myself, "my dad is going to die tonight and come visit us"...Sure enough I was awoken at 5:30 AM to the call I have been dreading, yet am relieved to get...His suffering is over and now I can remember him in his healthy days not his dying ones..

I find some comfort that his last days he was lying in bed and thought he was drag racing, and kept telling everyone to move so he could see the tree and was telling his wife to get gas for the car. He was also working the gas and brake with his feet and having conversations with his dead brother..I hope he at least didnt red light like he always did..



R.I.P. Dad...