Frank’s Cancer Story: For Family and Friends: Seclusion
Over my fifteen years and counting of living with cancer, I’ve gone into seclusion a hundred times…
Over my fifteen years and counting of living with cancer, I’ve gone into seclusion a hundred times…
Please know that it’s perfectly okay to talk about cancer around me…
Please join me in paying my respects at the 9/11 Memorial & Museum…
I can’t overstate the peace of mind and enormous sense of relief that came with getting my affairs in order…
Getting my affairs in order would be incomplete without the gut-wrenching, heartbreaking process of taking inventory of my material possessions…
It wasn’t until I started getting my affairs in order that I appreciated the weight of honesty, courage, and love required to do it right…
It’s a hell of a thing to decide how you’d like to end it all when life becomes unlivable and unbearable…
Here, for your consideration, is a summary of one man’s final wishes, end-of-life plans, and legal arrangements…
Guess what was more stressful than the time-consuming, aggravating, gut-wrenching process of getting my affairs in order?
Frank’s Trans-Siberian Railway photo essay… a celebration of the cities, villages, scenery, nature, history, food, drink, and people met along the most famous railway in the world…
Frank’s Budapest photo essay of her heavy side–an inadequate attempt to convey the depth of destruction and misery inflicted by the Nazis and Soviets,…
Frank’s Budapest photo essay–a visual celebration of her architecture, cuisine, art, music, history, language, street life, and people…