The Hospice That Takes Care of My Dad Was Southern Care

My dad, it was the eternal optimist and the epitome of the southern gentleman. He didn't want his friends, who had a great many, to be worried about him in his last days. The hospice that took care of my father was southern care, a hospice. And these people are angels. I don't know how anybody could do that job, ma'am butt. They're so good. It like keeping this sort of aura of peacefulness in a situation that can very quickly get really dramatic and sad. But both of my parents ist am so blown away with the grace that they transitioned out of this universe.