He died near Christmas. His GI tract burst due to years of alcohol and painkiller abuse, and he bled to death in bed. I started working on this about a month later. I’m still processing a lot of feelings, and this comic came out of scribblings in my notebook on my first day back to work. I can’t begin to say everything I want to say, but if I kept going this comic would be a book, so I’ll leave it at this, “I love you Dad, and I miss you.”