[Bill Douglas]

Oh Jesus I cried the day my dad died. I'd organised to go on a trail bike ride with friends in some hills, and this was going to be my only chance to ride them. But my sister said "The bastard's starting to stink already, get rid of him." So I had to spend just about all day digging a hole under the rose bushes in the back yard. Even if I could have made the trail bike ride I'd have been to tired anyway after all the digging. But it's all worked out well as we get to spend his air force pension on more interesting things.