The Worst Writing Job I’ve Ever Had

How do you send off a superhero?

Sister called yesterday to let me know that as the writer in the family, it’s my job to write our dad’s obituary.

I don’t mind. I’m not there in town to help with other arrangements, so it really is the least I can do to help my siblings put Dad to rest. But damn. I wrote my grandpa’s obituary, my grandma’s, and now I’m writing my dad’s.