 My dad, Jeff Gohlke, died May 3, 2022, at age 75. Here’s his obituary, which I mainly wrote, with some help from siblings. I put this on social media in a timely fashion but (unlike when I lost my mom) I didn’t immediately post on this blog about it, which is somewhat indicative of my relationship with him.
 My dad, Jeff Gohlke, died May 3, 2022, at age 75. Here’s his obituary, which I mainly wrote, with some help from siblings. I put this on social media in a timely fashion but (unlike when I lost my mom) I didn’t immediately post on this blog about it, which is somewhat indicative of my relationship with him.
My stepmom, Carol, is in her early eighties; they had been married 35 years and were each other’s main companion for a long time.
It really sucks to have lost him. In a strange way I feel like I’ve understood him better since he died than I ever did when he was alive, and I think we were more alike than I ever knew. He led a life of public service, which I’ve aspired to do. I do love how outspoken he’d been in recent years about politics. He was a good guy and I really miss him.
 
								