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Sue was diagnosed with small cell lung cancer on October 23th 1997, and the diagnosis was NOT good. As usual, she took on the fight head-on and laughed in cancer’s face. We went to Disneyland that day, and I purchased yearly passes, making sure we would be together a year later. We called the purchase “Life Day” and went to Disneyland every October 23 for the next twenty-plus years. Well, she was with us twenty-three years before passing and NOT due to cancer.
Mary and I rose at 7:00 am this morning, a little later than normal because it was finally cool outside and the covers were nice and warm. Oreo was in her bed,, and she shot out of the bedroom like a rocket to the backyardtod do her business. (I think she slept so well because of all the chasing she did yesterday; come to think of it, that’s probably why I slept so late.)
