When my friend died the one regret I have is that no one (to my knowledge) spoke to him about his expected passing. When we learned from the medical team that he only had days or a week tops left, his wife was emphatic that no one provide him the details. I obeyed her wish, but still don't feel right about it. I'm sure he figured everything out because, like I said before, even when he appeared "out of it" he surprised us every so often by physically responding to something that was said. Still, it feels like he (and us) were robbed of sacred time. The time to say good-bye.
The baseball game was great. It was wonderful hearing my daughter's chorus group and seeing them on the "jumbo-tron". Very cool.