Today and right now it's only hours before my husband was killed by medical bastardry...the final insult and crime was the local doctor taking away the ventilator when Don wanted a bit more time - just to be with us. That mongrel prick and a turd no doubt thinks he is a good doctor - but he is a criminal as far as our family is concerned. So now as the beautiful autumnal day winds down. the soft sun takes the light - as it did on the day Don was killed - The candle is lit ;

 the photos near...and I remember our life together; our children; the hard and good times; the fun and wickedness - the deep compassion he had for us all...I will go on living the years he was denied... how could I not. That would be feeding the mongrels who killed him. I will look towards the light; remember the love and fight when i can for justice if not for us then for others. Rest in Peace my lovely man. 4/7/1950 - 17/7/2007. On my birthday in 2007 (February) he got the nurse - I think it was Skye - unsure - to put his present to me, over his head so he could give it to me - he couldn't have wrapped anything so beautifully as the way this was given to me. it's a gold chain with two hearts...and I wear it all the time... too many men lose the romance with time - not this one and I was so lucky to have had what so many do not. Thank you so very much Don.