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It was 36 years ago this evening that a dear friend and coworker passed away. I and my two cousins went to visit him while he was at Sloan Kettering dying from cancer. L was a huge man both in stature and personality. A true gentle giant. We were advised by the family to get there ASAP as his death was imminent.

His 19 year old son had just started to work in our company as a helper. A was a inherently smart kid although lacking formal education. L was estranged from his wife and he and A lived together. When we arrived, it was apparent that L was leaving us momentarily. We told stories and this and that. L could only whisper. When the time came we said our goodbyes. As we were walking out of the room he called to us. We
went to him and leaned in close in order to hear him. L faintly whispered, "take care of my son". We said that we would. An hour later, he passed.

A basically lived with myself and my cousin. He helped at home, watched our kids, and really ate a lot as we took turns feeding him.

A became a trusted friend and a skilled employee. He is my best friend, son and brother. I have never regretted taking him in.

So, have any of you been in a similar situation?

Sorry for posting another downer subject.

Best......