I sympathise. Mine was also 54 when his brain tumour won, but I'd got as far as 27. Ma went the next year, not a fun twelve months.I was 11 when cancer took my father at 54. To the 11year old me, he was an old man. To the 64year old me, the 50year old Sluggy was a young woman. Perspective can be a funny thing.
"Half a dozen" ARRSErs turned up.Did she have a good send off?
Was an Arrse unicorn present?