Modeling activism: a eulogy for my father
This is a little longer version of the eulogy I gave for my father at his funeral today. I think he would have liked it although I can hear his voice saying, “It’s too long.” I want to tell you some things about my father’s life. But, before I do, I want to say something about how he died. As most of you know, he had been sick with pancreatic cancer since May. Pancreatic cancer is a deadly disease for which there is no cure. Death usually comes very quickly. My father lived almost ten months. He had two different rounds of chemotherapy. The first round seemed to have slowed the disease for a time but ultimately stopped working. The second round worked for a while, too, but then he had a bad reaction to it. That, and the spread of the disease, is probably what weakened him so much… Continue reading