My brother-in-law, George Klotz, died today after a long illness. He and my little sister, Liz, had been married for 55 years.
George died from prostate cancer, and he had been legally blind for years. Liz had to take ever greater responsibility for him. Until today, when everything changed for her.
George fought hard for his life. But on adequate pain medication he died peacefully today. George lived in Chino, California, and as a veteran will be buried in Riverside National Cemetery. I will fly there for the funeral.
The family knew this was coming. And so, all day today I have been thinking about that famous statement, “This is a good day to die.”
Used in numerous books, movies, albums, and song tracks, this statement still raised questions in my mind. Who said it and why? What does it mean?