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I still remember the day like it was yesterday. It was 3 days after my 11th birthday. My parents employees came to pick me up from school, which I thought was strange. The first thing I asked, was if my father was okay. They said, yes. He was in the hospital having another open heart surgery. The last time I saw him alive was on my birthday. He got a hospital pass so he could spend it with me. When I came home, my mother was standing in the door crying. She told me, and I started screaming and crying. That was the worst day of my life, 11 years ago, December 1st, 1986. My father was the greatest and strongest man alive. He suffered 10 heart attacks, heart disease and kidney cancer, but would never let anyone know he was sick. At first I didn't believe he was gone, because he never acted like he was sick. Even though, I remembered countless times he was in the hospital, he wouldn't let us know he was in pain. I was so close to him, and no matter what people think, it never stops hurting. Growing up without a father, was and still is hell. I hope someday we will meet again, and I know in my heart he has been there throughout the years.
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Gerald Zwaigen was born on April 26th 1936. He died when he was 50 years old. He taught at high school, then at teachers college where he met my mother. They were married 2 years later, and had 2 children; Elissa in 1975 and Lee in 1978. Gerald and his wife, Beverly open up at woodworking and machinery store, called Gerry's Tool Shed, which became a big success. He bought his huge dream house, that he worked his whole life for. He passed away 2 weeks after we moved in, during surgery. His Mother passed away when I was 2, and his father died a few months after his death. Hundreds of people showed up at his funeral. He was loved by so many people and is sadly missed. His death was a great loss to humanity. 
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