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December 9, 2008
That was the last time we were together. My nephews lived in Boston. Their mother had died three years before, also cancer my baby sister. We all convened for Thanksgiving that year and just happened to be there for the diagnosis. I walked into the room and the doctor was there.

I returned south with my children and my nephews flew back home. I drove back the following week to be there. Just to be there. He died an hour before I arrived. No one could figure out how Id gotten there so quickly. They didnt realize I was late.