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RIP: Brian McMillan
Jun. 16th, 2005 11:16 amI had a Father-in-law for eleven days.
Brian McMillan passed away Wednesday night, 11pm, Ohio time, at his home of over 30 years. He was surrounded by five of his six children including one who came up from South America, his brother and wife from Canada, and a few grandchildren and step-grandchildren. The family had been looking at old family photos and swapping stories in Brian's room, Brian had been occasionally reacting to them. His passing was quite peaceful, he simply stopped breathing.
Russet and I arrived in Cleveland about 10pm, we were picking up some fast food in Elyria when her brother called. We made it to Oberlin around 11:30.
Brian's wife, Clare, was notified in person by two of their daughters. She is still in the hospital but is greatly improved. I believe she'll be moved to a regular room tomorrow.
Russet spent time with him last Thursday after she took me to the airport. They got to talk, she got to say her goodbyes. She was also able to show him the photos from the wedding that we'd been unable to pick up before I left.
Russ is at peace with his passing, she wanted to see him, and we got to the house before the hospice arrived to confirm his death and call whoever it would be that would take him away.
Myself, I'm a little put-off. I made a CD for him of Pablo Casals playing some previously unknown Bach pieces, I really wanted to play it for him and to talk to him. But I know that what I actually wanted was the Brian of two weeks ago, a little hard of hearing, but a very nice conversationalist.
It's hard to believe that I left here only a week ago. I won't say he was hale and hearty when last I spoke with him, but we did speak. And apparently he went down from there. Most of the time he hasn't been responsive and he was finding eating to be very difficult.
It would seem that our wedding was his last hurrah. I am so glad that he made it that far, still, I feel a little cheated. I don't really have the right, but that's the way that I feel.
Brian McMillan passed away Wednesday night, 11pm, Ohio time, at his home of over 30 years. He was surrounded by five of his six children including one who came up from South America, his brother and wife from Canada, and a few grandchildren and step-grandchildren. The family had been looking at old family photos and swapping stories in Brian's room, Brian had been occasionally reacting to them. His passing was quite peaceful, he simply stopped breathing.
Russet and I arrived in Cleveland about 10pm, we were picking up some fast food in Elyria when her brother called. We made it to Oberlin around 11:30.
Brian's wife, Clare, was notified in person by two of their daughters. She is still in the hospital but is greatly improved. I believe she'll be moved to a regular room tomorrow.
Russet spent time with him last Thursday after she took me to the airport. They got to talk, she got to say her goodbyes. She was also able to show him the photos from the wedding that we'd been unable to pick up before I left.
Russ is at peace with his passing, she wanted to see him, and we got to the house before the hospice arrived to confirm his death and call whoever it would be that would take him away.
Myself, I'm a little put-off. I made a CD for him of Pablo Casals playing some previously unknown Bach pieces, I really wanted to play it for him and to talk to him. But I know that what I actually wanted was the Brian of two weeks ago, a little hard of hearing, but a very nice conversationalist.
It's hard to believe that I left here only a week ago. I won't say he was hale and hearty when last I spoke with him, but we did speak. And apparently he went down from there. Most of the time he hasn't been responsive and he was finding eating to be very difficult.
It would seem that our wedding was his last hurrah. I am so glad that he made it that far, still, I feel a little cheated. I don't really have the right, but that's the way that I feel.
