by Carolyn M. Crane | Nov 28, 2018 | Essays, Series |
“Do not go gentle into that good night…Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” –Dylan Thomas In mid-October, the steroids stopped helping Jack’s clarity, so it was time to wean him off them. I knew this was the beginning of the end, and I had to fight the urge to...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Nov 24, 2018 | Essays, Health Care Reform, Humor, Series |
November 24, 2018 Dear Swope Medical Group, Incorporated: Last Tuesday I received your bill for $1,215 for services rendered by the admitting physician at my local emergency room. My husband Jack was the recipient of Dr. Golding’s* services on 9/4/18. Jack died on...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Nov 17, 2018 | poetry |
Since the #campfire broke out, I’ve felt a bizarre sense of deja vu about grief. Mourning Jack and watching the anguish of my neighbors just west of here brought something back. Then I remembered writing this poem and performing it with my friend Maggie McKaig...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Nov 12, 2018 | Obituary |
Jack Alan Pope of North San Juan, California, died at home on October 27, 2018, after a valiant two year battle with cancer. He was 60 years old. Jack was born in Montgomery, Alabama to Calvin and Ruby Pope. He grew up in Fremont, California, and spent as much time as...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Nov 7, 2018 | Essays, Health Care Reform, Series |
In the two and half years my husband Jack fought his cancers, we worked with over ten different doctors. Our journey began at the local hospital, circled to Stanford and up to UC Med in Sacramento, and then took an unlikely turn to Eureka, California. We spent many...
