I went to go see him today at the retirement village to talk to him and maybe confront him on what he did. I’m not sure why. But I needed to see him.  I got there and I found out he died peacefully in his sleep. He was 86. I don’t know how I feel about it? I know it’s a good thing because he can’t hurt anyone and now I can move on with my life.  But… I wished I could have spoken to him now I’m older. I’m 20 now.