So long dad xx

Really sorry to hear this CLC, my deepest sympathies with you and your loved ones and whilst it's extremely raw and will be for some time, you'll be pleased you got to be with him in the end and will cherish those memories you made together over a lifetime.
 
Just took our dad for a transfusion but the exercise was too much for his cancer riddled body.

He died in front of me at the James Cook as they got him off the bed to weigh him and he just shut down.

I'm back at his home where me and my girlfriend moved in to care for him a couple of months back. It's a shame the Boro didn't manage the promotion in the end but he was resigned to going and I suppose it was really quick.

He started taking me to Ayresome as a 4 year old back in 1966, even for the reserves games and he'd often take me to Hutton Road to see them train. Beating the jawdees 2-4 at Sid James' in 78 was a highlight of the many away games we went to. His biggest sacrifice was giving me his ticket for the Millenium Stadium for the League Cup win when he nursed my dying mother back then. He always told me about how we were robbed in the 6th round of the FA Cup against Burnley back in 1947.

Who's going to bail me out now?

RIP Neil. You were a great man,
I have no words to say.

I hope that your pain is not too strong and that your dad rests in peace
 
So sorry to read this, Cog. My sincere condolences. As others have said, at least you were there at the end....that's got to count for something. Stay strong.
 
Just took our dad for a transfusion but the exercise was too much for his cancer riddled body.

He died in front of me at the James Cook as they got him off the bed to weigh him and he just shut down.

I'm back at his home where me and my girlfriend moved in to care for him a couple of months back. It's a shame the Boro didn't manage the promotion in the end but he was resigned to going and I suppose it was really quick.

He started taking me to Ayresome as a 4 year old back in 1966, even for the reserves games and he'd often take me to Hutton Road to see them train. Beating the jawdees 2-4 at Sid James' in 78 was a highlight of the many away games we went to. His biggest sacrifice was giving me his ticket for the Millenium Stadium for the League Cup win when he nursed my dying mother back then. He always told me about how we were robbed in the 6th round of the FA Cup against Burnley back in 1947.

Who's going to bail me out now?

RIP Neil. You were a great man,
Sorry for your loss mate. 😪
 
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