My dad passed away in 1966. I was ten years old. I was so very young. I'm sure he knew I worshiped the ground he walked on.
Hubby didn't have quite as good a relationship with his dad who passed away when hubby was a lot older than I was when I lost my dad. I know he has many regrets.
I post this video for anyone who has some bridges to mend with their own dad.. and is still lucky enough to have time.