Six hours after I learned that my father had passed away, I recorded this episode.  I recorded it in one, uninterrupted session and it is unedited.  I then published it to my website.  

The next morning, I felt ill at ease.  My feelings were not grief about my father's death.  As you will soon realize, my father and I were not close.  Rather, I worried that I was about to be hit by a bolt of lightning from Zeus for an unlawful or inappropriately disrespectful speech about the dead.  As the day wore on and I had not been Zeus-whipped into a pile of burnt pleading paper, I began to respond to those who had listened to it. The feedback was as expected.  Likely, the same reaction you have.  

I have debated including this frank and visceral exposure of my true feelings about my father. In the end, I decided to publish it if for no other reason it might help some other person out there think about family, the frailty of life and a parent's obligation.