Well. I made it over to see him. And it is not so good. He's in hospice care now, it is just waiting for the end. Man, cancer is a viscous thing. It went from bad to this in just under three weeks. He was pretty drugged up. So I talked to his wife, spent a few minutes with him in private and said a few things. Mostly just being there. But I did thank him. And kept it light. It was okay.

So I tried to listen to his wife, for her. And she talked, and I listened. And I guess that was the right thing. Being there and listening. It's what she needed, and my heart says it was what he needed too.

Thanks to all.