"You know, all those tubes coming out of him - its kinda scary" I spoke. You smiled, unable to respond, but you knew. "I love you so much" I said, my throat choking up. You hugged me but I was unable to feel it. You stood behind me rubbing my back, telling me its okay. I cried in your arms, curled in on myself. Your body lay there as I held your hand. you hugged me tightly once, and now you were trying but couldn't move.
- In Loving Memory of John F. McCandless, My wonderful Father.