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Steve in the pre-press department. Their sons Daniel and Thomas were settled in new schools. They looked to the future without fear.
On Oct. 27,1997, everything changed. Steve had a lunch hour appointment with their family doctor. On Oct. 28, the oncologists at Univeristy of Virginia Medical Center confirmed the family practitioner’s suspicions. It was cancer, and for this second attack, the disease chose a new form of leukemia.
With his original treatment, Steve had been a first for UVa’s hospital. No one in his family was a bone marrow match so he’d received a transplant from an unrelated male donor, lb combat the second attack, doctors again went to a new weapon — a donor lymphocyte infusion performed at Johns Hopkins at Baltimore — the nearest hospital then doing this experimental procedure. Disease, treatment, hospital — all new, all posing unfamiliar challenges.
“When he got sick, Steve asked me for only one thing. He didn’t want to go through treatment alone. He wanted me there, at his side,” Melody said. “And I promised him I would be.”
At UVa, where he’d received the original bone marrow transplant, keeping the promise had been easier. They lived in Old Hollow then, just an hour’s drive from Charlottesville. A cooperative and sympathetic hospital staff put a bed for her in Steve’s room. Family and friends from church helped take care of the boys.
But now UVa’s transplant unit was closed. The Youngs had moved to a new neighborhood, four hours away from the hospital in Baltimore. Now 13year-old Daniel and 16-year-old Thomas were more on their
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