Originally Posted by cologne 1:
Do. I found my 'real' dad after a long time of nothing and he died 2 years later. I think of him almost every day and my brother and I are putting a wreath on his grave (me in spirit, I rely on my wee brother)
Good on ya brother!
I've never really got on with my dad (he's a curmudgeonly old sod), but he gave us all quite a scare.
He's eighty, next year, and seems to be back in full(ish) health now, so we're all calling him an attention seeker!