My brother’s email arrived five days ago at 8:13PM. “He passed at 6:15 tonight. The rest of this is so bizarre it would make a good Larry David or Seinfeld episode.” That I would learn of my father’s death this way made perfect sense. What I did not expect was to be shaken by the news. My father was a bad guy. When I made the decision to cut him out of my life several years ago, I knew that I would have to face this day eventually but I assumed I would be at peace and feel nothing.