The nurse gently turned off the machine and left us.
There was so much that I needed to say. I wanted to tell him I was sorry for all the times I had let my youthful arrogance win and I didn't listen to him, and how proud I was of all he'd done.
Maybe a quote from Shakespeare would suffice: "Good-night, sweet Prince" from Hamlet, maybe, but I could not remember the rest of it, and they would not be my words.
In the end, I just said "I love you", and held my father's hand as he died.