BY JOHN FEEHERY
Reprinted from TheFeeheryTheory.com
My dad turns 80 tomorrow. My brother Brian hosted a party for him at his house in the Chicago suburbs and the DC Feeherys flew in to help him celebrate.
Eight decades can be hard on a body and for my father the last couple of years have been pretty rough. He has a form of Parkinson’s, the kind of disease that makes it awfully hard to get around and to perform basic functions. Continue reading
BY MICHAEL S. JOHNSON
There is one person I know who is having a very special Thanksgiving this year, probably more special than all the others.
Her name is Tricia and just last Friday, November 18, she was what the medical community calls “clinically” dead.
This weekend she is home with her children and grandchild gathered around, no doubt looking into their smiling faces giving thanks for the miracle of her rebirth.
Tricia was at her job at a private club in Annapolis, MD last Friday. She had just left her secluded office in the lower level and gone upstairs. Moments later she collapsed. Her heart stopped beating. Someone yelled to call 911 within earshot of a doctor (a neurosurgeon) who rushed to her side and performed CPR. Continue reading