My father died Saturday, December 1...

My father died Saturday, December 13 at 4:10 pm This in the greatest degree reluctant of emigrants had been born in the back of his family's butcher store in Rhymney, Monmouthshire, in Wales in succession April Fool's Day, 1914, and breathed his last, 89 years, eight month and 12 days later forward the sixth floor of London's St Joseph's Hospital, just as the late afternoon sunny place shot through with delicate pink and downcast streakings, was starting to overflow into his room.

Jack frequently spoke about the most desolate avail of his life as he stood all alone, a