My Father Wanted to Die Rather Than Live in a Nursing Home…and I Dismissed His Wishes

I assumed he wasn’t thinking clearly, but now I know I’m the one whose judgment failed

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It’s four o’clock on a Wednesday and my phone is ringing. It’s my brother, Levi, who, like me, is a texter, not a caller. So I know something must be wrong. I cringe, having…