Dave Foran was a formidable man of few words, seemingly from a different era than his sensitive, literary son, Charlie. When Charlie turned 55, his father began a slow and, as it turned out, final decline. With its skillful prose, humour, affecting intimacy, and love of life even in the shadow of death and uncertainty, this short but very full book presents a nuanced, moving portrait of a fond but distant father grappling with the end of life as his son acts as witness, solace, and would-be guide while shakily facing his own decline.
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