My Joe died from CJD almost to the year when diagnosed. He was a humble and kind man, and he loved his family with all his heart. This fatal disease never took away his smile, and he spoke with his eyes up to the end. Even though my Joe didn’t deserve to die this way, he gifted back to medical research and educated the family, hospital personnel, rehab therapists, and hospice staff on CJD. We will always miss the excitement he gave to others when riding his Harley-Davidson or remembering the days when he would drag race his muscle car(s).
Rest now, my sweet soul. Heaven awaits our reunions.