I was saddened to hear about your father's passing today. Each death reminds us of others that went before. It somehow taps into that place in our soul where grief resides. Most of the time we can keep it at bay, but each loss opens the door a little wider. The loss of Herbie reminds us of your mother too. So close together in time, it must be hard for you. They were a team in life, inseparable, both in in the physical world and in our minds. Uncle Herbie and Aunt Phyllis to me. One phrase. He just couldn't live without her.