I recently had the great honor of taking care of an elderly gentleman who was actually a survivor from a Nazi concentration camp in Germany. Not only that, he went on to excel in life. He was an accomplished opera singer and performed several times at the New York Metropolitan. He later suffered a very rare disease that left him paralyzed from the waste down. His family had a real twinkle in their eye as they described his zest for life and that his disability did not slow him down. One of his daughters described how, when she was a teenager, his perspective on life drove her crazy. To her, things were a "big deal"... but to him, every day was a blessing, having survived the Nazi camps. Later in life they learned to appreciate his unique perspective. The entire time that I took care of this gentleman, he was unable to speak as he was on his death bed. But just seeing that look on the faces of his daughters I could easily tell this was a truly remarkable man.
He passed comfortably to the great beyond. You know... I just don't think they make 'em like they used to.
dngilb
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