we did, he was a big fisherman, and we would go out with his dad too and spend whole days just casting and reeling and telling dirty jokes and just being guys.
Those are the memories you've got to hang on to. I lost my mother from a brain tumor when I was four, and I really don't have very many memories of her, at all. In some respects, that makes it easier to deal with, but I also wish I had more to remember of her.
So I'll envy you the memories, and sympathize with the horrible ordeal this must have been.
And, of course, we all wish the best for Ted and hope that he's luckier than some have been.
