February 26, 1990, This day is to be remembered as the day Howard passed on to the other side.
He had come to the emergency room, diagnosed with leukemia. I remember in his final moments, how he continuously groaned in pain until his heart gave away. For a novice like me, it was unbearable to watch.
My name is Gloria T. Talavera, and I work as a nurse. Howard had been my patient for a month now and we had become good friends.
Howard's brother and granddaughter, Red and Terry, had come to visit. While I was uncontrollably bawling my eyes out, I recall Red commenting on Terry's composure. She had not been "foolish" and was strong enough to suppress her tears. How was it foolish to shed tears for a loved one?
Though I suppose I had always been the sensitive type. I was only his nurse, and had known him for a month, but his passing had left a void in my heart, and weeping was my only recourse.
IN LOVING MEMORYOF HOWARD1915- 1990
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