Sorry to hear about that. I lost my dad last year while he was out riding his Harley and hauling ass as usual. It took me a while to get used to the idea he was gone but I tell you, he went out on his terms and not some BS cancer, or tripping down stairs, or whatever affliction gets many of us. I take comfort in all the good times and that he lived life his way. I hope you and his friends and family can find comfort too in your own ways. Take care.
Well put! That’s exactly how I came to terms with my dad, who was killed on his bike 15 years ago. I was also the one that had to identify him. Sorry about your loss too.