Dad's death also hit hard on my youngest auntie. Losing her father at age of 2 and not having brothers of her own, at age of 4 she welcome my dad into her life as the first male figure of a brother as well as a father. With little memory of her own father, what my dad said and did was ingrained in her young head. She was the youngest one in the family until my sister joined the family 10 years later.
