Cappy's Journal

For some the end of life's journey is sudden. Are they the fortunate few? Or is the gradual drift toward the other side, the almost unnoticeable minute lessening of one's grasp on life . . . occurring slowly, the better way to cross over and begin the new journey?

Though an octogenarian, Cappy greeted each day with joy and laughter. "I just like living!' she would say often. Her most frequent visitor to Evergreen Lodge, her assisted living home, was her second oldest son, Gib. He shared wit ...