I went to visit my friend Gene. It was
heartbreaking. This man who was always in motion is chairfast and miserable. He
says he wants to be dead and buried. I
sat quietly and held his hand. Last summer when there was no garden, the end
was in sight. He did get some fishing done with the help of his friend. I am so
sorry to see him fail. I will visit regularly and offer what comfort I can.
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