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Son’s Best Friend
When John first learned he had cancer, neither he nor Jane told their teenage son. After his father’s illness stretched into months, the boy asked if his dad was going to get any better. “I told him no, that his father had cancer,” Jane remembered. “He accepted it but it hurt. He and his father were very close. It hurt knowing that his best friend couldn’t get well.”
The family clung together, trying to comfort each other. ‘‘Our world «as turned topsy-turvy but we tried not to let each other know how much we hurt,” Jane recalled. She repeated over and over that John was the strong one, sharing his quiet courage with his son and with her. “He was so good about it. I was the one groaning and moaning. He never complained. He was pure gold, just like his Purple Heart,” said Jane, speaking with pride of the medal John won in the war.
Jane didn’t remembere her husband going through any of the classical stages of adjustment to one’s own mortality passed through by
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