The death of my father (a different perspective)

In sending a condolence message to a rather old friend regarding the loss of her father, I had an epiphany.

My dad is half of my genetic makeup. He is also half of my brother Jon's.

My father died Dec 16, 2014 but between the two of us, he still lives, very nearly entirely, through my brother and I. Nearly all of his DNA lives on in us.

I wish I could use it to talk to him.

If my math is right, he's still 2/3 alive and therefore he's bawling his eyes out with me right now.