Bob Harper’s obituary

My dad died this morning, after illnesses lasting two years. As an engineering physicist and R&D man in the for-profit sector, Dad had to be an excellent project manager, so of course he had the foresight to write his own obituary, which you can read here.

Me? I’m feeling mostly relief at this point; Dad’s quality of life wasn’t that great the last couple of months. Maybe Dad is relieved, too, though since he was a non-theist (he said he couldn’t call himself a humanist because he didn’t think humans should be at the center of the universe), the tense is wrong: let’s say: maybe Dad was relieved when he finally died.