At 93 years old. He was one of the main representatives of progressivism.
Atrio, his very personal work, one day disappeared without saying goodbye and without anyone from progressivism dedicating a farewell to it. He repeatedly tried to get a hand in helping with the page and its economic sustenance, with null results, about which he lamented repeatedly. Seeing the disappearance of the apple of his eye must have embittered his last days. In which, I suppose, the one who visited him was illness.
The Spanish Church lost nothing with the disappearance of Atrio; on the contrary, it gained. Duato experienced that his ideas, being one of the last survivors of that ecclesial misfortune that had so much relevance and today has practically disappeared, no longer interested anyone.
Before his death, let us ask God to have mercy on his soul. The fact that possibly the only ones who commend his soul to God are from that Church that he abhorred, if he were alive, would make him experience even more his immense failure.