My Dad told off-colored jokes, made suggestive comments about women and was the first to plant kisses on a woman’s cheek and embrace her without asking. He did it all with a sense of humor and good nature because he thought women were amazing. He married an exceptional one and raised another and he put us both on pedestals. When I’d blush or roll my eyes at his off-color comments, he’d laugh and nudge me saying, “Melanie, your Dad’s just a Dirty Old Man.” People who knew my Dad would understand that he would never do anything to intentionally insult
Read more →The call came. Afriend died. It was unexpected. Our friend had been living with cancer for several years but was managing well.We’re not sure what happened. There was an accident.Ahead injury.Clots formed.After release from thehospital, all seemed fine. Then pain, clots, more treatment. All seemed to improve, until cardiacarrest stopped him in his tracks. Gone in a moment. A familyleft behind to pick up the pieces. I am haunted by the sequence ofhow it came to be; thewhat ifsroll through my head at night. There may be many factors involved in my friend’s death; cancer treatment compromises the body in
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