VALOIS, New York, USA - I have been carrying around a book titled 'Three Months: A Caregiving Journey from Heartbreak to Healing' for weeks, reading it in fits and starts.
Both of these things made looking at this book harder than picking up some bestseller off the library shelf.
The pancreatic cancer side of the equation brought up some very unpleasant memories about the death of my mother from cancer many years ago.
But J. Dietrich Stroeh (whose wife Margaret died of pancreatic cancer) and my former student (Bill Meagher) got me laughing hard in a few spots - a definite plus in a book that could send you reaching for the scotch (Stoeh's alcohol of choice in parts of this memoir).
One medical episode recounted in 'Three Months' reminded me how my mother's doctor told me he was concerned about her sometimes having a Manhattan cocktail as early as 10 or 11 a.m. in the final months of her life. The same doctor - who knew she had at best months to live because of her fast-moving cancer - said he didn't want to give her too much pain medicine.
"She might get addicted," he opined.
You can't make this stuff up. Honestly.
And while that part was interesting - and a scenario I hope never face - it was equally interesting to try and tease out where my former student (and now amigo) had his voice come through.
It was hard. But even 25 years since looking at Bill from a university lectern, there were segments I thought that might be pure Bill Meagher.
If I were still a journalism professor, I would have Bill come into my classes and explain exactly what he went through to make this book happen. I bet that would be a story worth hearing.
'Three Months' is a slim volume - just over 100 pages and might even be available electronically via Kindle or iPad by now.
It's one more thing my friend, former student and ghost-writer-turned co-author said he had to do.
I am sure he's up to the task...