
He had a great voice and loved to sing. Unfortunately, by the time I met Anthony he was too weak to sing a song. (I first met him after Carol An found my website and sent an email to me in November.) Whenever he was awake in his hospital room he would put on a cheerful face and his eyes would twinkle. He would joke with his girlfriend and tease his nurses. Anthony was even apologetic when he would wake up from a nap to discover visitors in his room - as if he should entertain his guests even in his dire state. He never showed any fear to me despite the fact that he was under an enormous amount of pain.
I can't believe Anthony is gone. He was diagnosed less than 8 months ago. There is no rhyme or reason why some people make it and others don't. This is a situation where that cliche old saying "Life isn't fair" comes to mind.
I am only comforted by the fact that he is no longer suffering. He was a good person through and through and his life was taken away from him much too soon.
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