antelope saidI am the age at which my father died. When he and Mom came East to see me for that Christmas, 1968, I noticed my Dad looked really old for the first time. He had a heart attack in March 1969 and died. I know it's superstition or such, but I do feel eerie being the same age as he was when he passed. I'm also feeling seriously old this year, for the first time.
I'm sorry to hear your story, and the lose of your Dad.
I lost mine when I was almost 48, he 84. He had a series of heart attacks over 6 weeks, and I had to revive him on 3 occasions, waiting for the EMT. You have any idea how much that ages you?
But more to the point of this thread, I realized I was turning into my Father in my early 40s. Not a problem, just sorta amused me. I always thought I took more after my Mother. But no, I was now my Dad.
Well, I could've done worse than him, in fact it was an honor to be like him. It was just the last thing I expected, a total surprise. Teaching me once again, along with my surprising late realization that I was gay, that self-perceptions are often faulty. I now wonder if the person we know least is our own self.