Nancy Farr ... I am not very good at writing but I would like to tell you about the man of my life. Johnnie and I met a year out of high school. We dated for 2 years and then married. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world. Here was this big Irishman who had a sparkling personality and he was mine. We were married for three years and had one child when he had his first heart attack. Needless to say we were devastated. Over the next 35 years he had three more attacks and 3 open heart surgeries. They replaced or grafted 9 arteries and eventually put in stents to keep the arteries open. At last we thought we were home free.Two years later 1996 he started coughing up blood. We thought he pulled a muscle in his chest and took him to the hospital. After a series of tests, which he took without ever complaining, we were told he had a tumor between the lung and heart. Surgery was out of the question so he had chemotheraphy. From Feburary till June he went every week for a series of three treatments. In July they did a cat scan and told us he was cancer free, that the tumor was gone. Again we were thrilled. In August we went to York to be with our daughter as she had her 2nd child. While there Johnnie complained of his fingers being numb. My son-in-law who is a doctor told him to see his oncologist when we get home. We did and got devastating news. John had 8 leasions in the brain. They wanted to do radiation, which he did, and after 12 treatments there was no change. At this point he said no more. I agreed and we went with hospice. He progressively got worse and the last week our whole family was here with him and me. On Saturday October 26, 1997 Johnnie passed away while I was holding him and all the children and their spouses were in the room with him. I still cry when I think of it and to know that his grandchildren will never know him. They will never know what a kind and humble man he was. He loved life and his children more than anything. I would like to say that the people at moving-on have been my comfort. Also on irc there are people I will never be able to thank enough for being there. Just to listen to my rambling and to encourage me when I feel blue. Thank you all .. I love you all. Nancy Farr in memory of John F Farr who was taken home on October 26, 1997
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