My Father’s Lawyer Handed Me a Folder and Said “He Changed Everything Six Days Before He Died”

like he was trying to fit more in.

He didn’t start with “Dear Debra.” He started with: “I know you won’t believe most of this, but I’m writing it anyway.”

He wrote about the diagnosis. How it scared him. Not the dying part. He said he wasn’t afraid of that, and knowing my dad, I actually believed him. What scared him was the math. How many years he’d continue reading …