Pancreatic cancer sucks. Took my grandmother, took my mother. Both had surgery to remove the cancer (think it's called a Whipple procedure). Both suffered horribly after. No appetite. No energy. Just no real quality life as they withered away. I remember my mother calling me to tell me she was just done with the chemo and radiation. Done being sick all the time. I remember taking her for a drive in her car (she has a first year Chrysler 300 with sunroof that she loved driving. She called it her sports car.) She wanted me to tell her it was okay. My brother wouldn't. I did...
Alex was a class act. Never heard anything negative. Frankly, heard little of him outside of his work. For a showbiz type, that's impressive. Rest in peace. Thanks for the entertainment.
