Tony Snow

I"m so sad because Tony Snow died yesterday from Colon cancer. I remember when he was diagnosed last year and he had surgery and chemo. I had no idea that he was still so sick. I was watching a tribute to him today on Fox News and....this is terrible....I can't remember who they were talking to. He was saying that on Thursday he'd taken Tony a voice recorder so he could start writing a book from the hospital bed. So, from that on Thursday to him being gone Saturday morning is just amazing to me. I'm thinking that on Thursday he probably felt like he had a lot of life left.

Well, to share a painful memory with my friends, I feel like the same thing happened with Scott's mom. We knew for two years that she had lung cancer, but she was still up and around and had even went to Vegas to see Scott's brother earlier in the spring. So, we had gone to visit in the fall and she had told us that if things didn't look that great after her current round of chemo was done she wasn't going to go forward with it. Well, that wasn't going to happen because Jan was so young and so strong and people like that don't die in their early 60's. So, we had talked about moving to Ohio and Jan wanted us to. We had already sold the store and we'd had our house up for sale for almost a year. As we got closer to Christmas in 2005 Jan's tone really changed. I remember talking to her on the phone and telling her that I thought we might have someone to rent the house because it hadn't sold. We were talking about how great it was going to be when we moved to Ohio and she started to cry and told me that she "really needed us" there.

When it finally came down to us having the permission from FOC to go and we got our house situated, Scott was offered a job at some big-wig machine shop, and we were packing....and it was just a couple of days before Christmas. I was talking to Jan and telling her we'd be on our way on the 28th of December. She said she was glad and that she hoped it wouldn't be too late. Too late? Too late for what?? She wasn't going to die...

So, we get through Christmas, we pack and pack and pack. We get moved and that weekend Jan was at our rental house. She got the grand tour and everything. They had gone to a movie in Findlay. And a week and a half later she was gone. How do you go from there to gone that fast? I still can't believe that she isn't in Ohio, sitting at her kitchen table, talking to her friends on the phone drinking a Bud Light. I miss her terribly, and she was too young to die. I think she was 64...I'm pretty sure. That is too young. Tony Snow was only 53 and it's so terribly sad!