He does not feel comfortable having anyone else helping him. But he loves his mom. I’m the sole caretaker of him. It makes me feel good that I’m here with him.

He loved to fish. He loved the outdoors. He just loved life.

He’s courageous in one word. I couldn’t imagine going through what he is, even at my age. He’s a strong little boy.

He had two different chemotherapy treatments, but both were unsuccessful. There is no cure for this.

It’s not anyone’s fault. We don’t know why it happened. It just happened.

They found a 2.7-pound tumor on his left lung. It was fiber sarcoma.

We got him to Wal-Mart (Monday), but that took everything out of him. Mostly he sleeps a lot. There are times he is just resting his eyes, but he’s very aware of what is going...

He loved this trip. It was the best thing for him, but the trip wore him out.

My daughter was here this weekend to help. She would give him a drink of water or do the dishes. For me it was a wonderful help.