This is going to be over the top.
After 37 years of being away from the beautiful country known
as the Republic of South Vietnam, I was rudely introduced to
Agent Orangeor as the VA doctors call it, a run-in with a
toxic material. I was admitted into the VA Hospital in New
Jersey. After several days of examinations, it was determined
that I have two tumors in my brain. A brain biopsy indicated
that I have non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. I went through
chemotherapy treatment. As I write this, I am due back in the
hospital for my seventh session of chemo. There will be one
more session. After a month off, I will start radiation
To all national officers, directors, committee chairs, state
council presidents, chapter presidents, and chapter members, I
want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for the prayers,
flowers, cards, and telephone calls. They have helped my
recovery. I especially want to thank Grant and Kaye Coates,
who stayed on top of things and made sure that everyone who
wanted to know was advised of developments. I also want to
thank Randy Barnes for his utmost concern about my well-being,
and Alan Gibson, who went out of his way to express his
thoughts on my getting well.
The last person I would like to thank should have been the
first. Saving the first for last is the one person who shared
all my pained and soulful moments and was there for almost
every waking momentFara, my wife. Although her father only
recently had died, she helped me through one of the most
horrific times of my life. To her I say, "Without you I could
not have made it. Thank you and I love you."
Your prayers gave me the will to keep going.