The Gift of Living

Not every present comes wrapped in a box.

By G.W. Miller III
Add Comment Add Comment | Comments: 3 | Posted Dec. 24, 2008

Share this Story:

It seems like they're getting to a point where there are no other options," Rocky says of his doctors.

But he's still fighting. He's searching for experimental treatments, like one he found at Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore. A doctor there is treating cancer patients with infusions of vitamin C.

"If this doesn't work, I'll try another one," Rocky states defiantly.

His old friends have surprised him with support, chauffeuring him to hospitals and helping with chores around his home--a few miles from Feighanne and Jill's. One friend brought a cherry picker truck over to help fix the outdoor Christmas lights.

"That's what you get for treating people right in high school," Rocky says with laugh.

The loyalty--and the fragility of life--have had an enormous impact on him.

"I look at everything differently," Rocky says. "I think about how much more important my friends and my dog are than my financial obligations and money stuff."

But above everything else, it's all about Feighanne now.


"I always told her, 'If you need to ask me about any of this, ask me,'" Rocky says. "If I see you holding back, I'll force conversation."

"It didn't really hit me for a while," Feighanne responds. "Not until I saw you in the hospital."

She smiles and laughs uncomfortably.

As if the world couldn't get any messier, Feighanne's stepfather, Jim Longshaw, recently took a job in Nebraska. His employer in Delaware dissolved his position during a series of banking mergers and Jim was out of work for four months. He finally found a job in Omaha.

Now, the family may have to move to the Midwest. Rocky thought about going with them.

"I considered that," he says, "but it's just not realistic."


"When can we get Feigh over to decorate the Christmas tree?" Rocky asks Jill.

Jill lists Rocky's appointments for the week--blood work one day, chemo the next, a meeting with someone from Social Security the following day.

"How about Thursday?" she asks as she packs pulled pork, a roll, provolone and a slice of homemade cake into a plastic bag.

"You act like my momma," Rocky mocks, though Jill seems to ignore him.

Prev| Page: 1 2 3 |Next
Add to favoritesAdd to Favorites PrintPrint Send to friendSend to Friend

COMMENTS

Comments 1 - 3 of 3
Report Violation

1. Mom LynnMom said... on Jul 28, 2010 at 03:32PM

“This brings back so much. I was so impacted by Rocky's short life. Such a brave struggle and such beautiful support from his daughter, mother, sisters and a man named Jim Longshaw. This letter is a tribute to the people who helped Rocky's life have great meaning. We'll all see him later.”

Report Violation

2. mom mom Lynn said... on Jul 28, 2010 at 03:38PM

“Of course I meant ex-wife Jill, not mother. I know Rocky lost her also. Sisters are Feighanne's sisters and Jim Longshaw (proudly my son) and Feigh's step fathert.”

Report Violation

3. Anonymous said... on Mar 26, 2011 at 06:03AM

“ROCKY WAS AN INCREDIBLE MAN. I LOVED HIM DEARLY AND I STILL SAY PRAYERS TO HIM, I BELIEVE HE IS STILL WITH US IN SPIRIT. GLASS WAS ALWAYS HALF FULL AND WAS SMILING ALL THE TIME WHEN I WAS WITH HIM. HE LOVED CHILDREN AND THEY LOVED HIM BACK JUST AS MUCH. SO SORRY I WAS NOT AROUND WHEN HE WAS SICK!!! SUCH A SHAME TO LOSE HIM AT SUCH A YOUNG AGE!!!!”

ADD COMMENT

Rate:
(HTML and URLs prohibited)