The End of Life

My dad loved food, he just ate cheese cakes and bistromy sandwiches. He played tennis almost every day till he was 87. Even though it wasn't gormey, he prepared it like it was gormey. And in one of the last days, he asked me to make him a cup of tea served with a wedge of lemon. The best compliment i ever got from my father for putting water in a teacup, getting it in the micra wave, taking it out, throwing in a wedge of Lemon and tossing it in front of him. We under we understand each other. There were things that we didn't agree on till the end, but at the end