Andrea sharing a story about her cousin, Michael
July 4th weekend 2006.
My dear cousin was to bring Barbara, his fiancé, to Bald Head Island. At long last he had found love and joy. He phoned on the day he was to drive up from Florida to say his back hurt too much to make the drive. Of course I berated him for being a wimp and extracted a promise for a visit as soon as he recovered.
Days later he was hospitalized with pancreatic cancer.
September 4th he left us. Michael was 54.
Cancer is evil.
The most difficult decision I made today...which story of my many beloved friends whose lives were eaten by cancer to share. The list is far to long.