Just a brief post this morning.
Yesterday, John called Vancouver General Hospital, where his father has been for the past three weeks. He learned that Tony's condition wasn't improving, that he no longer had an interest in food and hadn't been out of his bed in a couple of days; his toe was worsening and was giving him a lot of pain. His breathing was becoming more and more laboured and his renal system was shutting down.
Last night, just before midnight, we received a call from VGH informing us that Tony had passed away. He was 90.