If you’ve been around for a while, you know know what’s going on: Henry (Eddie’s Dad) has brain cancer. His first bout was in 2008; it came back this past summer. He had surgery, which had complications, including a stroke, and now he is paralyzed on the left side. He’s been in hospice care, at home, since right before Christmas. Edmund went to visit three weeks ago, and the hospice nurse told him his Dad had a month left. Looks like she was right.
It doesn’t seem real yet. I might be in a bit of denial.
So we’re getting up in the morning, getting ready and motoring toward Pennsylvania. We’re hoping to get to talk to Henry one more time before he goes. Or maybe two or three times. Four? Five? Hey, we’ll take many more times if we can.








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