My dad died in May 2020. It was so horrible. He was so senile in the end. He was 89. I didn't get the chance to say goodbye. He had to live in a nursing home. After we checked him in we lost him within 2 weeks. I was only able to visit him there once before he was dying. Thanks to Covid, we all wore masks. His voice was muffled. It was the last time I heard him speak in person and I couldn't understand a word. Well, it only got worse. He left me a voicemail. I couldn't understand a word of it. My mom said he'd been holding the phone upside down lately, and he'd speak into the wrong end of the phone. I would give everything I own to hear that message. He died. We never got the chance to communicate again.