*Revised* If only I had known.....Almost three weeks ago my dad, who is 58 (at the time of this writing), called and excitedly said, "My Little Girl (his name for me), you'll be proud of me, I finally did what you have been telling me to do, I made a Living Will" (See end for details and information). That was pretty good news since most people never take the time, or they just don't want to think about things like that. Nonetheless, he was very proud of himself, as was I, for finally accomplishing this task. He frequently spoke about what I was to do in the event "something were to happen" to him; each time I explained the need for him to put it in writing so I would have more of a legal obligation to follow his orders, rather than going with my personal wishes to keep him around. To make sure I understood exactly what he wanted he went over it with me word for word. I received many in depth examples of, if he can't be just the way he is now then not to try to save his life. He did not want to live if was unable to go fishing or think for himself, or if all he was capable of doing was drooling, etc.,. I told him I understood exactly what he wanted and I would do what he wanted me to do. I had no idea that two days later I would receive a phone call from his best friend telling me my daddy had a major stroke and he was not expected to make it through the afternoon.