An introduction to my story.
This was either in 1989 or 1990. I am unsure of the exact month. This particular week I was in Des Moines, IA, at BJ’s strip club. It was early evening. Maybe 5:00 or 6:00 p.m. It had been slow so far, not many customers. Perhaps it was a week night. I recall the... Continue Reading →
It was Thursday, May 23rd, 2002 when we heard the word "cancer." I knew it. And I knew it was bad. I think on some level Mark knew it as well, because he didn't want me to come to the follow-up appointment, but I insisted. A few months before the diagnosis, I recall cleaning the... Continue Reading →