My Father Survived the Pandemic but Died Anyway

When death comes knocking, even a locked door can’t keep it out

My father and me dancing at my wedding, May 1996

In the thick of Covid lockdown, my parents called a Zoom meeting for me and my brother and sister.

“Guys,” my dad began in his commanding baritone. “Mom and I have called you here today because we want you to know where our important papers are in case…