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His name is Darrell. He was my best friend. He was my dancing partner. He was my travel companion. He was a pilot of single engine planes. We had many wonderful flights around the Puget sound. One of the last things he said to me was "It's been a great ride, a wonderful 54 years." He said that about a month before he died. At that time my mind and heart had not even considered that his life would end so soon. He had Rheumatoid Arthritis for about 7 years. It is likely that is what caused his Pulmonary Fibrosis. As it got harder for him to manage our stairs, we decided to move to a single level home. Unfortunately, he didn't live long enough to join me in that enterprise. I am in the process of organizing what to take to a smaller place after 48 years in this one. If only he were here to go with me. He did have a wonderful life but I can't believe he's gone. He wasn't done with what he wanted to do. I am missing him so much. I sometimes just sit and stare at his picture. It brings him closer. Kathy

My husband of almost 54 years died on October 6, 2012. He was diagnosed with Pulmonary Fibrosis on June 29, 2012, so he only made it a little over 3 months. This is a little unusual for PF. The doctor even thought he was getting better on the Thursday before he died on Saturday. Seeing his name with the word "died" or "death" linked together breaks my heart every time. I can't really believe he is gone. We would have celebrated our 54th Wedding Anniversary on December 20, 2012, along with my birthday and our daughter's birthday. I cannot type anymore. I can't see through my tears. Kathy