Karen called me today Karen Cue. She told me that Cue stick had finally finished his 3 and a half year battle with cancer and had gone on to wait for us in the next world.
Imagine battling for 3 years with "incurable" liver cancer while driving all but the last 4 months in a truck. I have trouble imagining it myself even as I watched him do it.
For those who do not recognize the name, Cue stick is the guy shaving my head 2 years ago in Louisville, in the picture posted a few days ago here, to raise hats for children who were undergoing radiation or chemo therapy. Yup That kind of guy, fighting the fight of his life for his life while having a great time helping others.
When I am done with this body, I hope to be known even for half the courage and generosity he is known by many of us for!
For those interested in sending cards of " job well done" or thank you!
Karen Cue
487 windward
Colorado Springs, Colo, 80917
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This afternoon as I drove from Albany, NY to Boston, Mass, I remembered the conversation I had with Cue Stick a couple weeks ago about dying. I remember telling him about the conversations Jo Anne and I had in those long months while cancer was eating her alive. I told him my faith in God had been strengthened even over my anger that God would allow such suffering and turmoil by the simple sunrises that I often saw in the months after Jo Anne went ahead to be with God.
As she slowly dwindled physically, she strengthened in her determination to prove to me that God existed and the message of Jesus was true. She and I discussed the impossibility of actually bridging the gap that comes between those of us still living and those who are gone ahead. She kept saying that she would somehow make me see her words again in my life, and she would try to use sunrises to do so.
I saw magnificent sunrises many times in those years after she went ahead to be with God. I told Cuestick he might try the same thing, and he told me that he would try to use the nature God commands to assure me he was OK and waiting for the rest of us in the next world.
It was only hours after Karen called me with the news when I came out from under the clouds to a beautiful picture of Massachusetts in winter and Snakebite who was talking to me heard my involuntary comment “Thank you Cue Stick” as his presence crossed my mind strongly at that very moment. Simple yes, but for an old guy like me, who has experienced this before, conclusive enough I am no longer in any sorrow for Cue Stick, only for the empty hollow place in Karen’s life which we his brothers and sisters can only hope to ease a little!
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