When I was your age, my father and mother were killed.

Ten years later, his father was killed at a party.

Her father tried to stop them and was killed for his trouble.

His father was killed during the War of 1812, and a few years later he left home to find work.

"Do you know what happened the night your father was killed?"

I thought of my father, killed in an attack on a wall.

He could still remember the moment when he'd killed his father.

The old days were back again, and they had killed his father.

He almost killed my father, and got me to help him.

If your father has been killed, then there must be some reason why.