The beast has struck again.
My friend was a lover of motorcycles. He was also a motorcycle policeman.
He was diagnosed with stomach cancer 2 years ago. He went through the usual routine... chemo, cancer free, feeling great, relapse, death.
The cancer had spread from wherever it started and was later found in his lungs, liver, and lymph nodes. A very painful way to die.
His funeral is sometime next week. Monday or Tuesday... no details yet. He died earlier this last week on Wednesday.
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I fold for the cure.
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He was a great guy. A kind and gentle man. I didn't know him real well, but a good friend counts him as a best friend.
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My friend was a lover of motorcycles. He was also a motorcycle policeman.
He was diagnosed with stomach cancer 2 years ago. He went through the usual routine... chemo, cancer free, feeling great, relapse, death.
The cancer had spread from wherever it started and was later found in his lungs, liver, and lymph nodes. A very painful way to die.
His funeral is sometime next week. Monday or Tuesday... no details yet. He died earlier this last week on Wednesday.
.
I fold for the cure.
.
He was a great guy. A kind and gentle man. I didn't know him real well, but a good friend counts him as a best friend.
.
.
.
.