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"My father, Don Arntfield, would have turned 97 on February 25th. He was a remarkable man: smart, curious, kind, a maker or fixer of anything, a talented musician, an eternal optimist, and recently an exceptional caregiver for my mother as her dementia progressed.
Dad died at his home just before Christmas after a 10-day illness during which he was cared for by a loving team of family members. Dad knew that not everyone wanted to or was able to die at home. Partly because of my volunteer work at Rotary Hospice, Dad was aware of hospice as a valuable community resource. Paying for a day of care speaks to Dad’s – and my – belief that how you live and how you die are important."
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