I ended the last post believing dad would get better and that he would come home. Well, life isn't always what you believe. Dad had complications and without getting into details I don't want to share he did end up on the ventilator and we were still holding on to hope but it wasn't meant to be. On August 3, 2021 my father passed away not from Covid but complications due to having Covid. I have been working on the Dawn of the Pandemic since last year. I thought the story would end when I went back to work and things went back to normal. I don't want to ever use the words new normal to define how things are to my family today.
On Saturday August 21 we had a funeral service for my dad (William H. Basore) better known as "Bill". The church was full of family and friends. The church would not allow a reception to follow due to Covid spikes. They also announced the day before his service that they would stop having church services in person after dad's service. We are thankful that we got what we did for him.
It is a shame that people don't always tell those that mean so much how important they are. Dad was loved by his family and by people that worked with him at AAmco and on the fishing boats he has worked on in retirement.
His ashes will be placed to rest on his birthday in the Gulf of Mexico. There will always be a spot in the Gulf to go fishing with dad.
Covid-19 stats of July 2021 show that in Pinellas County the numbers were starting to increase. The same as they did last year. Hospitals have waits that are hours longer than normal. Some are again at capacity. I know dad waited a good portion of a day in the emergency room in Anchorage to get a bed in the hospital. He was there from July 27th - August 3rd. He will be missed more than he could have ever known. RIP Dad!
