It has been 5 yrs. since you have been gone, Honey. That does not diminish the love I have for you. Your Husband, Dave

Just wanted to leave a message in memory of my cousin who lost her struggle this week. She was quite a brave lady and leaves behind a husband, two daughters, a loving caring family, and many relatives...We'll miss her..

I met Roberto at INOVA Fairfax Hospital, Virginia where both he and my Father were awaiting lung transplants. After one false alarm, on 10 May 1999, God answered the prayers of both our families. The transplants were a success but after a one month struggle, Roberto died from a blood clot in the new lung. Roberto, I thank God for placing our two families together for giving me honor of knowing you even for only a short time. Your wife Esther, your son Nicholas, and daughter Cathy will always be in my thoughts and prayers. Dear God, please hear our prayers to those who have lost love ones and to those that are still waiting on the lists. Esther, with all my love. Teena

My dear wife of 35 years took her last shallow breath and passed into His hands. She had Idiopathic Pulmonary Fibrosis (UIP) and suffered with severe shortness of breath since her open lung biopsy in July 1998. She had lived with limited shortness of breath most of her adult life. We had recently gone through the transplant evaluation program at Emory University but she was not able to hold on long enough to get her lung. She leaves behind a loving son, daughter-in-law and a year old grandson she was unable to cuddle and play with the last six months. My heart goes out to all with lung problems.

Although I only briefly met tonya, she touched my life, as she touched so many. She battled cystic fibrosis until 1996 when she received a double lung transplant at Nashville's Vanderbilt. She died of complications from chronic rejection at the age of 25. Tonya left behind a loving husband and family and all the many people whose lives she inspired. Tonya, you will be missed.

David fought a courageous battle during his illness and after his transplant, July 11, 1998, at Vanderbilt University in Nashville, Tennessee. He was so strong in his faith, his love for his Mother, sisters, his Son, his family, and friends. Truly the name David suited this man, for he is beloved. He developed cancer in his transplanted lung, but fought so hard, and despite the pain and suffering, never lost sight of his faith in the Lord. He gave so much, just by being David. When we see a rainbow, feel the sunshine, see the flowers in bloom, or just remember the wonderful times and memories we each have of you, we'll try to smile, instead of shed tears, for without those memories, we wouldn't have been blessed with you for 47 years.

His Mother, Jean; his sisters, Janie, Connie, and Joy;His Son, David Jr.; his family and friends will always hold him in their hearts. David will always be with us. David loved to fish, race boats, loved the water, and loved racing. Mike, Gigi, Ann, Harry and Myrt, Amanda and Lindsay, Vic, John Jennifer, and Family, will always hold you in their hearts. And David, you are my first love, and my forever love. I miss you so much. You were the best part of me. You gave me so much, and made me so happy. Royce misses you and talks about you with such greater happiness and understanding than a 16 year should be capable. He's taking care of me just as you told him. We have so much to be thankful for. You gave each one of us so much. You are missed, and we know you're walking with the Lord.

If anyone reads this, please hold onto the one you love tight, for you never know when they won't be able to be with you. Love them each minute, as it may be the last minute with them

I love you, Dave
Forever, Jerri

Tony was on the original organizing committee for the Ohio Second Wind Branch. At the Ohio annual picinics he was always a good MC. Many years he volunteered to help Matthew Salem Camp in Newbury, Ohio; a camp for children with cystic fibrosis. He had received his double-lung transplant in 1992, due to complications from cystic fibrosis. Tony was beloved by many and he fought long and hard.

David was my older brother, who was my knight in shining amour, and continued to inspire my love, even through our last 9 months together. You held my hand, while looking for playmates, since I was too shy. You brought me chicken soup when I was sick with the flu, and you were dying. You will forever be my bright shining star in the sky looking over me. To those who never knew my brother, he died of primary pulmonary hypertension, and was only diagnosed 3 months before he died, and too late to do anything about it. I will forever love you in my heart, your lil sis laurie

Roger was diagnosed with IPF in 2000, and received his transplant on 9/5/01 at Oregon Health and Science Universtiy, Portland Oregon. The following Three years were full of continual complications; Rare infections requiring several surgeries and open wound packing for a year, drug enduced kidney failure, heart surgery, and B-Cell Lymphoma of the brain. These were the major complications and we spent so much time at the hospital for doctor visits, tests and warding off life treatening issues, that Roger would say without exaggeration "I'm a professional patient!" He had the most amazing attitude and kept a sense of humor, always finding something funny about every situation. He smiled until the end and was my inspiration. In between heart surgery and the brain tumors, we had a miracle pregnancy and Roger was able to enjoy our daughters first six months. They were fantastic napping partners and she was a bright spot for everyone she came into contact with. If Roger wouldn't have had the transplant, we would never have had our daughter and inspite of all the complications, Roger said in hind sight, he would go through the transplant "in a heart beat" if he had the choice all over again. The transplant allowed him to come closer to God, and enjoy our incredible daughter, and the rest of his family and friends that were by his side. I will always miss Roger and wonder what life would be like had he lived longer, but I remain incredibly grateful for the gift of life we both received when some anoymous donor gave us a second chance for more time. Roger served in Vietnam between 1964-1967. I am trying to locate other Vietnam Veterans, or the families of Veterans who had IPF.

Elizabeth Bishop was my best friend and, more importantly, my Mother. She took great pride in her accomplishment of successfully raising three of her four children to adulthood. She was proud of all of us and the lives she had molded. My sister, Pattie, is an LVN who is about to finish her RN nurses training. My brother, Carl, is a machinist. My brother, Charles Ray, only lived a few weeks and is in my mother's loving arms now in Heaven. I am an elementary school teacher. Mother could grow anything, and I'm sure is landscaping her spot in Heaven as I write. She had two sons-in-law (Scott and Richard) who adored her and could be talked into digging a hole for whatever new rosebush or plant she brought home or we bought her. She had three grandsons (Jeremy, Guy, & Brant) and three granddaughters (Amanda, Karen, & Katie) who thought their Grannie could do anything, even hold on long enough to get a lung. It's been a year now, and I still expect to see her smile, smell her scent, or feel her touch. She would have planted all of Texas if she had been able to wait long enough for that lung. As a teacher, I find it surprising that I can not find adequate words to describe both the loss of my Mother and the joy and love she brought into our lives.

I love you Mom!

Linda Bishop Cooper

Renette was diagnosed with Lymphangioleiomyomatosis in November 1996. She died at our home on June 22, 2000, with myself and our children by her side. She will always be loved and missed by her family and friends, especially her daughters Jill(21), Julee(7), and Joy(5). We grew tremendously as a family during her illness, and thank God daily for the time we had together. She was awaiting a double lung transplant at the University of Alabama at Birmingham, AL., at the time of her death. To my wife of 26 years, "My love to you, always and forever." Love Fred, Jill, Julee, and Joy

Renette was diagnosed with Lymphangioleiomyomatosis in November 1996. She died at our home on June 22, 2000, with myself and our children by her side. She will always be loved and missed by her family and friends, especially her daughters Jill(21), Julee(7), and Joy(5). We grew tremendously as a family during her illness, and thank God daily for the time we had together. She was awaiting a double lung transplant at the University of Alabama at Birmingham, AL., at the time of her death. To my wife of 26 years, "My love to you, always and forever." Love Fred, Jill, Julee, and Joy

Susan was diagnosed with Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia at the age of 15. She received chemotherapy which only temporarily suppressed the disease for three years. Within the following six years she had to undergo two bone marrow transplants donated from her brother, her only sibling and a perfect match, to finally cure her. Unfortunately, the drugs used with the procedure to rid her of leukemia caused other side effects, such as deterioration of the bones in her ankles, which made it difficult and painful for her to walk, and lung damage which caused her lungs to fail over time. She was fortunate enough to find a lung donor and underwent a single lung transplant on December 7,1990. She was able to pull through the surgery and managed to live long enough to see her two nephews born, get married and experience six more wonderful years with the ones who love her. She has touched so many people with her unbelievable courage and kind heart, and will be deeply missed. We love you, Susan.

Scott embraced life and all it has to offer in only twenty three years. Diagnosed at birth with Cystic Fibrosis and given a short time to live, he was a surprise and an inspiration to all who knew him. Possessing an amazing sense of humor and wit, he addressed each obstacle with a positive attitude. Since he was too frail to play his beloved sports, he was embraced by the Miami Dolphins and allowed to be a part of the team, where he arranged many events to raise funds for CF. He was fortunate enough to have a lung transplant, but unfortunately, he only lived four months with his new lungs. He leaves behind a legacy of strength, hope and love from all who knew him.

My mother had a very great sense of humor and never lost it even until the day she left my life, and the lives of her friends and family. For such a little woman she had the most beautiful smile and the greatest laugh, you know one of those deep down from the heart belly laugh. She was diagnosed with emphysema when she was 27 and told to quit smoking, she quit smoking on her 30th birthday, I'll never forget the day. (a lot of slamming doors!) She passed from this earth the day my son Roman was to come into this realm, Roman had passed 2 months earlier and I believe his grandmother left here to cradle her grandson in her arms and give him guidance. I miss them both so very much. When I was 27 I was told I would be a good candidate for a lung transplant. I am now almost 38 and I have COPD, I have gone through the evaluation and today 7-3-01, my case goes before the transplant committee at University of Washington, I have waited nearly six years to get here, and this spirited, independent woman is going to come through this better than I was before, because I have the love of my mother, as always, to prop me up and believe in me in spirit. This is for you mom. Love your one and only, Bucko. Rebekah Coleman

Ashley was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis at six months. She waited at Duke University Medical Center cheerfully for just over a year. She was top on her list, but had many complications. She passed in her sleep early one morning, but through it all she never gave up hope. This is something she would want me to share with anyone in her same situation, please, Don't Give Up!

Faithful husband, devoted father, loyal friend and true Longhorn Fan

Jackie was born with lung disease and surprised all her childhood doctors by living as long as she did. Jackie could not have children of her own, but in one of those ironies that God likes to be part of, she was a wonderful mother to 3 adopted children and 3 step-children, as well as many foster children. Jackie was an upbeat, spirited woman and most people who met her did not know she suffered from COPD. But by 1998, her continued loss of breathing capacity made it necessary for her to be listed for a double lung transplant. Jackie was listed at the Cleveland Clinic in the fall of 1998 and received the call for her transplant in December 2000. We flew by private jet from Chattanooga, TN up to Cleveland, OH and she received two new lungs the morning of Dec. 16. The operation took only about 4 hours, and Jackie was out of the hospital in 13 days.

Throughout her recuperation period, Jackie referred to the transplant as a "miracle", and indeed it was. Though the recovery period was difficult, she maintained her joy at this gift of life she had received. She exchanged letters with the donors family, and this brought even more happiness, knowing that they also participated in this miracle.

At her 6-month checkup, everything seemed to be progressing well, the most serious side effect of the medications was steroid-induced diabetes. However, shortly after her checkup, Jackie developed an infection that eventually led to another private plane trip to the Cleveland Clinic. The infection was not able to be treated because of her suppressed immune system, and Jackie died on Sunday, July 15.

When speaking of her transplant, Jackie said many times afterwards that she would do it all over again; having to go through all the recovery process, knowing that it would not last forever; just for the chance to be able to breath with good lungs.

She is now breathing freely forever with God.

She is missed by many, especially her mother, children, and husband

Jackie had Cystic Fibrosis and died from complications related to a double lung transplant in July 1997. During Jackie's brief life, she taught us all how to live life to its fullest. She was an example of self determination and courage and she never let her disease get the best of her. EVERYONE who knew her will always remember her as an outgoing, loving person who brought out the best in everyone she met. We love you Jackie.

logan,conor and callum

Joyce battled COPD for several years and in May of 1999 she received a double lung transplant at Bryan-LGH Hospital in Lincoln, Nebraska. She was extremely thankful for the 2 plus years that she could breathe easily again. Unfortunately she developed chronic rejection in her last year and was unable to overcome that and the infections that followed. The Lord took her home on Feb 8 2003. We miss her terribly.

Our mum had a single lung transplant which was unsuccessful and passed away after a 8 week struggle in hospital. Mum was very brave and we miss her very much and we will never forget her. I just wish mum could be here now but God had other plans for her.

In loving memory of my father David Joseph D'Angelo. He was a loving father and my best friend. I will never forget his strength. My father was diagnosed with pulmonary sarcoidosis at the age of 25 years old. The doctors had a hard time diagnosing his illness and suspected he had lung cancer or Hodgkin's at first. Then they told him he only had 5 years to live. Thank God that they were wrong because he lived 18 years. with the sarcoidosis and he lived a very good life. He was a Vietnam veteran, and after the diagnosis he went back to school completing college, since he didn't when he was younger because he voluntarily joined the Marines to serve his beloved country at the young age of 17. He was an active member of the American Legion and he worked at the Veteran's Administration Hospital until a month before he passed away, he was an OTA. After 18 years with the illness his lungs were very bad and I must add for those of you out there who have this illness is he smoked till two years before his death, he was faced with the choice to remove one of his lungs which both were in bad condition. He chose to fight and give it a try. He had the operation but an infection. I am grateful I had my dad till I was 18 years old. I wish he had the option of a lung transplant though but he didn't. I am a donor myself and I hope more people become donors. If my dad would have lived one more year he would have seen his first grandchild. I miss him terribly and know he is at peace but never the less I miss him so. I love you dad.

Robin was the mother of four beautiful children. After finally having our girl, she noticed that she was having a lot of difficulty breathing. She was diagnosed with PPH, but kept on fighting for three years. Robin got her transplant in December of 1996, but soon after that she started having complications. Robin passed away very peacefully after fighting very hard for nine months.

We will really miss you "Mami"

Hi! My mom passed away on December 12, 2000. She had a lung transplant, but after the surgery her kidneys and her liver failed. The ironic thing is that her heart and her lung were doing well after four days but I suppose her time was up. This has been a difficult time for me but I know her soul will live forever. For those of you who are waiting an organ, I pray that everything works in your way. Someone

Bonnie was a friend and mentor to me. She always gave me encouragement when I've battled with my own illness, even when she was not feeling well herself. She always made sure everyone around her was happy. I surely hope she is happy and breathing easy, wherever she is.

Transplant recipient November 1, 1989 at St. Louis University Hospital

Tom lived over 3 years after being diagnosed with IPF. He was always positive about receiving a transplant and prefaced most conversations with, "After I get my new lung," we will do certain things. However, his body could not wait for an AB positive small lung.

Barbara had two lung transplants and passed away on May 17, 1998 after a three and half year struggle. She was loved by all who knew her and she will be missed so terribly much. One of her last wishes was that her suffering might improve the lives of future transplants and that her passing would not be seen as a detriment to the University of Alabama's lung transplant program

Andrew was diagnosed with Bronchoalveolar Carcinoma in October of 1997. It took until January of 1998 before we even found out that this type of cancer can ONLY be "cured" with a transplant. By this time, Andrew had gone through weeks of awful chemotherapy with no luck. It then took until April for our insurance company to approve him being on the transplant list at UCLA. During all these months, he had occasional bouts of pneumonia that sometimes required hospitalization. On June 2nd, he was admitted into the hospital with another case of pneumonia. On the 11th, a needle aspiration was performed to biopsy some fluid around his left lung. In the process, his lung was punctured. Everything went down hill from there More pneumonia, the lung not healing, and weakness taking over. On the 22nd of July he was put on a ventilator. On the 25th he quickly and quietly passed away. He was a TRUE fighter...always hoping, and never planning on giving up. He is survived by his wife, Vanessa, and their VERY young daughters. What a battle he had before him...and in spirit...HE WON!!!

To my perfect niece, Charity: You have beamed from this world to the next. There is no way to express how you will be missed. I find comfort in knowing that you have found peace in the final frontier...and the adventure continues...

On March 26, 2000 Nancy lost her battle with alpha 1-antitrypsin deficiency. She had been waiting for a lung transplant for nearly a year and a half. Nancy's flaming red hair was not only attractive on her but a real conversation piece at times. Nancy was a pioneer in the alpha 1 community and worked hard for awareness of this disorder. She was no less active for Second Wind. She befriended everyone she met, not only in person but on the phone or by email. She had the most caring compassionate, yet humorous personality I have ever known.

Nancy, you will be missed by many but we all rejoice in the fact that you will forever be breathing freely.

I love you, Red. Evelyn

The family and friends of Chris are forever thankful for the surgeons, doctors, nurses and hospital support personnel that cared for her over the years. She struggled with many medical problems over the years, but since her transplant in 1992 she could at least breathe freely while dealing with them. She is, was and always will be loved, by those that knew her.

Misty was a great friend to Amy Lang while awaiting their transplants. Before and after their transplants they enjoyed trips to Myrtle Beach, frolicking in the ocean and thrilled that they could finally swim underwater. Misty was and is an inspiration and is sorely missed by all who knew her. To Ray and Shelby; Misty put up a valiant fight and you should be proud of her. Your love was so great.

Karen is my sister, she is an Alpha, she passed away from complications after a double lung transplant. Karen has had one set back after another over the last 8 to 10 years and has faced them all better than I ever would have. Karen is my HERO, and always will be. But I never told her. I will miss you Karen. NEVER GIVE UP!!

Brian

Beloved mother and friend. She had alpha-1-antitrypsin deficiency and received a single lung transplant in September 1989 at Barnes Hospital. She died 2/18/92. Many complications but she said it was worth it - she saw her first and only grandchild take his first steps. All of us who knew her and loved her miss her dearly. Thanks to Dr. Trulock and Dr. Cooper for the extra time.

I love you, mom.

Kim was a hero to me when I was all of 13 years old. I only dreamed of living life the way that she did and to even reach the age that she was, 31! Kim suffered from Cystic Fibrosis, and I do as well. Kim passed away on February 9 1992 while waiting for a heart-lung transplant. I am now 20 and I am facing transplant, I only hope that I can be as brave and as full of life as she was! Kim I only hope that I have half of the strength and courage that you did, I love you and miss you! Take care. Love always your Little Buddy, Kelly

She loved and treasured her daughter, family, and friends. She was a hard worker always willing to lend a helping hand. She worked hard in college to obtain her 2 associates degree and one bachelor’s degree in business management administration. She was a leader not a follower. She gave up whatever someone needed leaving her self high and dry. She was fun loving and very unpredictable. Her daughter was her most prize possession. She is the reason she started back to school so she could give her daughter everything she needed and to teach her how to be an independent woman. Her mother was especially close to her heart. Her mother was such a good lady and helped allot of people she was a Registered Nurse that works for hospice. It really takes a special kind of person to do that. Michele inherited that helper gene which got her into trouble and broke her heart. She was a vibrant outgoing Unique person who could go up to anyone and talk to them. Don't remember the bad! stuff only the happy times that is how she would have wanted to be remembered. Don't let this be a moment of weakness but the start of a journey that will last the rest of eternity. She would want everyone to throw a party in her honor to remember her. Remember life is short it is how you live your life, make it count. Remember Lindsey was like a sister to her they clicked from birth and always had a large bond. Say a prayer for Michele and Play Allison Kraus "You Say It Best When You Say Nothing At All" followed by a full Janis Joplin's best hits. You know you got it if it makes you feel good oh so good. (Rest in Peace)- We All love you Remember Kira Mommy is watching over you. I love you baby. Just remember everything good or bad happens for a reason.

We love you so much and miss you. We think about you all the time. Thank you so much for being my guardian angel and watching over me while Chris and I were having surgery done (kidney transplant). One day we'll meet at the rainbow bridge. A special friend of mine (Sabrina) from Sick Kids Hospital passed away on your birthday. I'll never forget the two of you. Beloved father, grandfather, husband and friend. We love you poppa forever and always.

Love Juliann

My mother was fortunate to have received a single lung transplant six years ago. She passed away this year on March 5, 1999. We were so lucky to spend our lives with her those additional years. She was able to see her two grandchildren be born and her last daughter be married. Mama tried to be so positive for us to always assure us things were just fine when sometimes they were not always fine. She had a good four years of getting out and enjoying life, the last two were up and down. Things like this really make you appreciate life itself, one day at a time. Our mama and grandmother will greatly be missed because you were such a big part of our lives. I hope your light will always shine through us. We will always love you!!! God bless those that are organ donors!!! Kathy's daughters and grandchildren.

Carol was the first person I met and discussed lung transplantation with after my diagnosis in 1996. She had received her transplant at Shands and since she lived in Jacksonville , she lived close enough that we could keep in touch. We did not talk often but when we did it was uplifting for me. I was not aware that she had gone to be with the Lord until recently. I am guilty of not keeping in better touch with her and I really feel terrible for that. So this is my way of letting you know that you are missed, I think of you often and we'll converse again some day. Thinking of you and still waiting for my transplant call. Love, Pat

Sandy loved her bears and her hats. She always had Certs for everyone. She loved to play her harmonica and she loved to laugh. She was diagnosed with IPF in May of 1998 and died very shortly thereafter. She wanted to be remembered for her giving spirit ... and we do remember her! We love you Sandy.

Please remember when you lose a loved one, you can save five others who are waiting for a transplant. Sabrina was very fortunate in that she did receive her double lung transplant on April 9, 1999. Unfortunately, we lost her nine months later. She was 14 years old when she died. But, she died with dignity and gave in death as she gave in life. We miss her very much and will try our very best to carry on her wish to make more people aware of how important organ/tissue donation is. Check out her web page. She loved life and was always worried about the people around her. Sabrina was a great ambassador for signing your organ donor card. Please talk about it now while everyone is o. k. Your gift can save another family from the pain you may one day feel. Remember, how can you ask if you were never willing to give.

Larry L. Goude, 44, of Georgetown, died Saturday Aug. 2002, at his home.

The funeral was held Tuesday August 27, 2002, 4 p. m. in Eastside Freewill Baptist Church. Burial under the direction of Graham Funeral home in Pennyroyal Memorial Gardens with military honors.

Born in Georgetown County on November 28, 1957, he was a son of Oscar Ervin Goude and Pearl Lee Self Goude.

Mr. Goude was an employee with Stevedoring Services of America at Georgetown Ports Authority and was formerly employed as an industrial painter.

He was an avid race car fan. He also loved to fish and hunt.

He was a former member of the SCARNB, HHB 4/178 Artillery in Georgetown, SC. He was of the Baptist faith.

He was predeceased by a brother, Michael E. Goude and a sister, Shirley G. Baker.

Survivors include his wife, Virginia F. "Ginger" Goude; his parents of Georgetown; a son , David L. Goude of Georgetown; a daughter-in-law Sheilia J. Goude, two daughters, Laura A. Goude and Crystal G. Goude, both of Georgetown; a god-son, Frankie Faile of Georgetown; three grandchildren, Kristen Goude, Austin Goude and Taylor Morris; two brothers, Wilson E. Goude Sr. of Andrews, SC and Mark S. Goude of Georgetown; one sister, Sandra F. G. Baylor of Andrews, and number of nieces and nephews.

Larry may be gone, but he will always be in our hearts because of the love he left us.

Founding Father of the 2nd Wind Airways newsletter and active member of the Alpha1 community

Patty received a double lung transplant on January 12, 1991 as a result of having PPH. She loved life and never regretted having the transplant even though there were some rough times. She always kept a very positive outlook on things and made the most of every "extra" day she got. She especially loved being around her family (especially the young children). She taught us all so much about how to live life and brought so much joy and inspiration to us all. She, in turn, was loved by all.

Patty fought a very brave battle. However, over the last two weeks, even her will to continue was just not enough. Even during this very difficult time, she was concerned over how our family was dealing with her condition. That was very Patty, always thinking about others. We just buried her today (October 8) and she will be missed dearly.

Eternal Love
Your Family

I quote this from the Bible everyday:

"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart and lean not to your own understanding"

My Mother will always be with me in spirit.

To Jason, Life was a gift. Jason was born with cystic fibrosis and courageously battled the disease, living life to its fullest every day. A "second wind" was given to him on July 8, 1997 when he received a double lung transplant, enabling Jason to climb a mountain, marry a wife, and much more. Jason was always an angel and on August 2, 1998, he left this world due to complications. Jason was a gift to all who knew and loved him. His strength and courage amazed everyone and he is forever remembered and sadly missed. "Riding elephants in heaven".

We anxiously awaited a lung transplant for nearly three years - sadly they did not come in time. He was a true and loving inspiration to all that met or loved him. He was my best friend, love of my life, and partner. I miss him.

Shelia was not able to receive her double lung transplant as her time closed before that could happen. She waited 29 months for a donor and when one was found, unfortunately it was discovered that she had an odd antigen in her blood that would have caused rejection no matter what was tried. Her extension of time was not meant to be. She had already survived ARDS twice beating all odds for survival of this dreaded disease. But, this time it was not meant to be. God had a more important purpose for her. For some that purpose will be seen almost immediately, for others, it will be a long journey of putting all of the events into perspective. What ever God's purpose and intentions were, it is our job to see to it that organ donor awareness continues and that the programs for awareness increase. That we emphasize, encourage and support medical research in this all too important area of medicine.

Shelia suffered from pulmonary fibrosis for over three years, and is now at peace and not suffering. Her death, and the death of other patients must not be wasted. Lest we never forget that hard work that is in front of us. We, as family members and survivors, have a lot of work to do. This is reflected in one of her favorite readings.

If I should die and leave you for awhile, Be not like others, sore undone, who keep Long vigils by the silent dust, and weep For my sake, turn again to life and smile, Nerving thy heart and trembling hand to do Something to comfort other hearts than thine. Complete those dear unfinished tasks of mine And, I perchance, may therein comfort you.

For time is too slow for those who wait, Too swift for those who fear, Too long for those grieve, Too short for those who rejoice, But, for those who love, time is eternity.

To my sister, Shelia Haefling, who passed away November 16, 2002 at the age of 50 with Pulmonary Fibrosis.

There were many years between us but still I witnessed what all she went through for three years plus with her illness. She believed that one day she would have her double lung transplant and to that she never gave up hope. She lived life to the fullest extent as best as she was allowed to do. She showed everyone around her how to push forward and she showed us all what life really meant to her and she kept fighting all the way to the very last breath she took. Unfortunate circumstances kept us apart but I will always cherish that last day with her and the last words she ever spoke to me and no matter what, that is something that can never be taken away. My sister suffered in many ways, physical and emotional but we all loved her and we all miss her. We love you Shelia and you will be missed greatly by all your family!!

Transplant Center: Jewish Hospital, Louisville, Kentucky.

Carla was an avid member of Second Wind, and an active member of our UWMC Lung Transplant Support Group. She passed away after a long struggle with the rejection some time after transplant. She was disappointed that her transplanted lung failed, but no complaining - -she had plans for heaven too. "I am following the path God laid out for me...God wants me now. He set me free"....Thanks, Carla for sharing yourself with us.

I met Colleen through a newspaper article she wrote thanking others for supporting her when she had her transplant 11/25/92. I was thinking about being listed and telephoned her for answers to my questions. She sent me a poem called "Don't Quit" and I keep it posted on my refrigerator door to remind me not to give up... She was a strong fighter and encouraged me all the way. Colleen, you now have your wings as you definitely were an Angel in waiting... You will be greatly missed.... I will continue to live for life's rewards... Thank you dearly for what you have given me.... Mary Ellen

Chris battled Cystic Fibrosis for 18 years. He received his double-lung transplant on May 9, 1999. As he was being taken in for surgery, the last thing he said to me was "Happy Mother's Day". The surgery went well and he was back home in Knoxville by July. He spent the summer doing what he loved and spending time with his friends. Complications arose in October after a 5 1/2 week struggle we lost him. His dad, sister, and myself will miss Chris so much. He touched so many lives and had more courage than anyone I know. Not a minute goes by that he doesn't come into our thoughts and we know one day that we will be all together again. Breathe freely Chris...love mom.

Richard was diagnosed with alpha 1-antitrypsin deficiency in 1974 at the age of 28. He was then told he would probably not live longer than 5 years. He loved to tell that story to all he met because he received his single lung transplant on January 11, 1995 21 years later! Richard was number 18 at Shands Hospital at the University of Florida and had three perfect years in his new life. He was diagnosed with chronic rejection on December 11, 1997 and was placed on the list for re-transplant on March 13, 1999. On March 23, 2000 he was diagnosed with liver cancer and lost that battle quickly, just 11 weeks later on June 7, 1999. Richard was an inspiration to all he met, he worked tirelessly for both the Alpha 1 Association and Second Wind Lung Transplant Association creating awareness and sharing information. He served as a board member for both organizations. He had such courage and conviction in everything he faced. Richard was my best friend for 35 years and husband for just over 29 1/2. He will be forever missed by so many people, our children and grandson. But like I taught my grandson, just look to the heavens, find the brightest star and that is Papa watching over us. All my love forever and a day. Evelyn

This is a man who gave his all. Even though he chose not to have a transplant, he gave his best to those who did. You will be missed greatly, Sir, for you are truly inspirational. Your kindness and BIG heart will never be forgotton by those whom you helped. May you have peace and God bless your family.

Though she was young, she now rests in Heaven. Even though we will miss her dearly, we know she is in a better place. I love you Mom!

Anthony was twenty-two (two months before his twenty-third birthday) when he passed away waiting for a double-lung transplant. Anthony has primary pulmonary hypertension. He was diagnosed 10-1-99 and was put on flolan in Nov. 99. He got on the transplant list 2-8-2000, but he never really had a chance to get transplanted. Everything that could go wrong went wrong for my son. He was such a good-looking young man with beautiful red hair and blue eyes such long lashes (girls would love to have eye lashes like his). He was such a good kid never any trouble at school. I think he was too shy to cause any trouble. His dad Rusty, mother Carol, sister Shannon and his dog he named Kitty miss him very much.

Terry was diagnosed in January 1999 Pulmonary Fibrosis/Pneumoconiosis. He is survived by his wife Debra ,his 13 year old son Mark ,daughter Misty age 23, and three grandchildren Robert age 6 ,Aryan and Panteara age 2. Terry was a devoted father and husband. A man that knew what unconditional love was all about. For he shared it with us each day. As a father he was the best there could be. As a husband, there was never a man I knew more devoted, or caring. He suffered a great deal his last year yet,never gave up. Terry was on the double lung transplant list at UCD in Sacramento until their program went on hold. Five days before he passed away he went to San Francisco UCSF Stanford, Praying to get on their list. We were out of time. A piece of each of us died with him that day His memories forever live within us. God looked around His garden and He found an empty place, He then looked down upon this earth ,and saw your tired face. He put His arms around you and lifted you to rest. God's garden must be beautiful. He always takes the best. He knew that you were suffering, He knew you were in pain. He knew that you would never get well on earth again. He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb. So He closed your weary eyelids, and whispered, 'Peace be thine'. It broke our hearts to lose you but you didn't go alone part of us went with you the day God called you home.

Until were together again I love you, Debra Hutton

Transplanted June 6, 1999 at UPMC, Pittsburgh. Fred had Idiopathic Pulmonary fibrosis and believed to the very end that he was going to survive the terrible disease. He is survived by his loving children, Danielle, Jennifer and Eric who were by his side at all times and think of him every day.

Kari was the first person that reached out to me on the Second Wind mailing list when I first joined. We became good friends. She was a very cool, sweet and kind person who I'll always remember. I think of her often, especially lately (2004) for some reason. I miss her emails and our friendship. Love, Jeff

John enjoyed the 2nd Wind site while he struggled with his physical condition. It was a great comfort for him to relate to others in the same situation he was in. I thank all of you for giving John hope, moral support and much needed distraction during his last days. We all pray he is looking down at us from heaven.

It has been six months since mom died of IPF. She was only 57 years old and had so much to live for. Her birthday is June 5th and my parents would have celebrated 40 years of marriage on May 28, 2000. She was not just my mom, but my best friend and I miss her so much. I pray that a cure for IPF and all lung diseases is found soon, so other families do not have to watch a loved one slowly die from this disease. Mom was on the lung transplant list and had a beeper, but she had AB positive blood and a donor did not come in time. I miss her smile, her laugh and her advice. Mom, you are the best. I hope that I can be as good a mom to my kinds as you were to us. We love you and think of you every day.

Neil was a solider. He was strong and kept fighting to the end. We will miss him!

I met Terry a few years ago. I had my lung transplant in 1995 and I tried to keep Terry upbeat while waiting for his transplant. Terry got his transplant on Sept 25, 2000. Unfortunately, he rejected and was waiting for another transplant when he died on April 6, 2001. Terry sent me a lot of uplifting e-mail and I will miss it. He had sent me a beautiful poem the night before he died. My sympathy to Jeanie, his wife, and all who knew Terry. Good-bye my transplant buddy. Isabel

My sweet sweet honey, Bill Kennedy, passed away September 5, 2000. He went to University of Michigan for his lung transplant on August 10, 2000. Bill was 45 when he died from complications after the transplant, caused from alpha 1 antitrypsin deficiency. He never got to come home with me. I miss him so very much........ He was my heart......... He was my life....... We were perfect together. I will love him forever. I will miss him forever. Our nine years together was the best part of my life.

Transplant Center: Barnes Hospital, St. Louis, MO "The way he handled his life and his disease was nothing short of Heroic".

My husband fought a brave battle and did the best he could, he tried so hard for his family, and never believed he would lose his battle against his lung transplant. We loved him very much.

Robert was born on April 2, 1964 with cystic fibrosis. He lost his lifelong battle with it on March 3, 1999 in Miami, Florida. As recently as four years ago, Robert participated in the 5K and 10K runs in Hawaii to raise funds for the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation. He never survived long enough to get a double lung transplant. Robert will be sadly missed by many friends and family members. To know him was to love him.

Amy's second chance came on October 28, 1991 and she was thrilled and marveled at her new found freedom. If love alone could have saved her, she would be with us today. God bless Amy, you are the wind beneath our wings. We love you. Mom and Dad (Bert and Helen Lang hlangx2@sover.net) Amy's transplant was done at University of North Carolina. Go "Tarheels"!

Carrie lived with Cystic Fibrosis for 28 years. After receiving a double lung transplant on November 13, 1996, she lived for nine months. Carrie suffered from side effects for the meds most of the time, but the last three months of her life was a dream come true. She flew to New Jersey where she was born and visited all her relatives and friends, something she was not able to do before the surgery. She died three months later from complications. Life was a struggle, but she wanted to live and have children some day. She was married only two years before her death. She loved animals, especially dogs. Her last dying request was to have a pink casket with puppies all over it! Her funeral was beautiful and we put the biggest stuffed puppy we could find in the casket with her and put puppy paw prints on her headstone. I will miss you so much Carrie and I know we will be together again someday. I'm not afraid because I know you will be there with a huge hug for me. You are my soulmate, my best friend, and my wonderful daughter.

I want to say how proud her mommy is of her! She was a brave little girl. I miss her so much. She was born with a congenital heart defect called total anomoulous pulmonary Venus return. She endured two open-heart surgeries at Christ hospitali9n Oak Kawn, Illinois. She went to heaven while awaiting a double lung transplant in St. Louis, Missouri. She never received her organs. She endured two open heart surgeries and many cardiac catheters. I thank Jesus for her every day. She is my special Angel. I know we'll meet again. Mommy loves and misses you so very much, we all do. God bless you my child until we meet again.

I want to say how proud her mommy is of her! She was a brave little girl. I miss her so much. She was born with a congenital heart defect called total anomoulous pulmonary Venus return. She endured two open-heart surgeries at Christ hospitali9n Oak Kawn, Illinois. She went to heaven while awaiting a double lung transplant in St. Louis, Missouri. She never received her organs. She endured two open heart surgeries and many cardiac catheters. I thank Jesus for her every day. She is my special Angel. I know we'll meet again. Mommy loves and misses you so very much, we all do. God bless you my child until we meet again.

I first met Deb in 1996. We both suffered with Cystic Fibrosis and both had bilateral lung transplants in different centres in Australia within a few months of each other. We met basically due to a support group I formed for lung recipients, however our friendship developed, and we became really good buddies. Deb had soft and gentle personality and I am very proud to have called her friend. In 1997, we went to Bali together and had an absolutely fantastic time. From the time we arrived back in Perth things unfortunately seemed to go downhill for Deb. On February 4, 1999, Deb passed away. I really miss her, the faxes she would send me, the lovely little messages that were so Deb. But thankfully when someone that you hold dear passes away, we still have our memories and they can never be taken from us. I miss you Deb.

Devoted and Beloved mother and grandmother. She passed away on January 24, 1997. She received the gift of life on August 21, 1994 and was very grateful for the second chance she was blessed with. She was able to dance at her son's wedding and got to see the birth of her second grandchild. . She did not get to see and enjoy all of her grandchildren - but she's with her beloved Chops and they are watching us all together. If love alone could have saved her, she would have never died. Rest in peace, Mom. Until we meet again. We love and miss you Mom and Dad.

Just wanted to leave a message about my partner in life, my best friend, my husband of almost 20 years, Steve Levine.

Steve was diagnosed with IPF a few years ago. He suffered horrible side effects from the megadose of steriods prescribed, and was on oxygen almost 24/7 when he got on the transplant waiting list in April of 2005. Despite this, he never lost his sense of humor, and he never stopped taking care of us. He received a miraculous gift of life, a new set of lungs, on May 25, 2005. His recovery was amazing, he had complications on and off as most transplant recipients do, but one of his dearest friends called him a "Superman." I guess we all went off red alert, took a breath, and thought "wow, we can return to some sort of normalcy now and do the things a family takes for granted. Our 12 year old son was looking forward to just hanging out with his Dad this summer. He became ill suddenly and required emergency surgery for an ischemic bowel on May 15, 2006. Unfortunately, his organs were shutting down, he was in septic shock, and wasn't expected to survive the first night. But, my husband was determined to get well and come home. He fought a brave battle for five weeks until he just couldn't fight any longer.

Steve became a new board member of the Second Wind organization, he was also on the board of TRIO, and became an ambassador for OneLegacy as he wanted to help make people aware of how important being an organ/tissue donor was. It was his way of giving back for the gift of life he'd been given.

He leaves behind a young son, a wife, and a loving niece, sister-in-law, mother-in-law, and friends who will miss him terribly. It's too overwhelming to think about what the next 20 or 30 years would have been like for Steve & I and our family, and I will never understand why this happened now, with all the prayers being made for him and with his sheer will to live. My heart goes out to all of you who have loved ones with this devastating disease as well as other lung diseases. I pray one day no others will lose their lives to it.
Lori Cooper-Levine

Carol received a transplant at the University of Maryland on June 1, 1993.

Amelia was born 20 August 1997. What was supposed to be a joyous occasion turned quickly to despair. Amelia was placed on a respirator immediately after birth, she remained on it for 5 months, enduring ecmo, drainage tubes and everything else that goes along with it. On 5 December 1997 in St.Louis she was lucky enough to receive a double lungtransplant, thanks to someone who at a time of grief and loss made the difficult decision to offer their child's organs for transplant. Amelia did great for the first year post-transplant then the complications set in. She was put on oxygen which she never managed to survive without. She endured many hospital stays, being put back on the respirator on several occasions but she never let it get her down. She had a spirit and will which was incredible, always ready with a smile she was a ray of sunshine which would never have had a chance to shine without transplantation. Thank God for the doctors and donor who made it possible for us to spend the time together short though it was.

On June 2 2000 she was admitted to hospital again, but this time was different she did not respond as well to the anti-rejection drugs and after two weeks in p.i.c.u the doctors had done everything they could.The dreaded decision not to proceed with further intervention that no parent should ever have to make was made and I took her home, and she passed away in my arms shortly thereafter. She is gone but will never be forgotten. Amelia was only with us for a short time but she has provided a life time of precious memories. Amelia I love you, my baby, my pretty girl, my little angel, there's a special place for you in heaven. Even though you had to go you will remain here in my heart forever. Love, hugs and kisses from Daddy.

Our Little Sarah was an angel who suffered from Cystic Fibrosis. Her courage, her love, and her compassion was an example to us all. No one who ever met Sarah will ever be the same. After 13 years of fighting her disease, she is now at peace. She did not qualify for a lung transplant because of some of her infections. She died peacefully on April 24th 1997.

Our Mother was blessed with the gift of lung transplant on July 4, 1998. After battling the ups and downs of post lung transplant, she passed away from melanoma. We will miss her horribly but are truly grateful for the extra two plus years we had with her.

My Dad was truly blessed the day he received his single lung transplant. I Thank God everyday for giving all of us 6 1/2 more years, Although he is gone now, he was a true inspiration, He fought so hard almost making it look easy. Always having a positive attitude and teaching us all how precious life and family really are. He is thought about everyday and missed very much but will always remain in our hearts. God Bless

Transplant Recipient on July 13, 1994. Carrie your vitality, drive, courage and absolute faith in what you believed to be good, right and true, and your willingness to not waste one small second of life was an inspiration to us all. Thank you.

I first met Paula when I moved into our neighborhood a little over 3 years ago. She was the first neighbor who introduced herself to me and I felt right at home with her. Over the years we became very close friends. It was during this time that she found out that she had to be placed on the transplant list for a double lung/heart transplant. She had a genetic defect in her heart which left a hole between her heart's top and bottom chambers. She was diagnosed with Noonan's syndrome in 1983. The problems with her heart manifested to her lungs which in turn caused her to not be able to breathe properly and turn blue from lack of oxygen at times. Paula was a school teacher for 27 years and touched the lives of almost every one that she came in contact with. She was a wonderful person and was always able to find the best in every one. There was never a moment that she was not there to help you with no matter what it was you may have needed. As sick as she was you would have never known!

She never let her illness stop her or slow her down in any way. She was involved in many civic activities and was always willing to lend a hand. As positive as Paula was about her surgery and knew in her heart that it was going to be a success, we never could have foreseen the complications that arose when they went to remove her organs. She lost her battle and now she is in the arms of the angels. This has been a huge loss not only to me, but her husband, family and mostly to our community.

She is gone from our lives, but will forever be in our hearts. She was and is the definition of a "lady". Good-bye Paula and I love you...

Dave had been called twice for a double lung transplant and neither time had the lungs been viable. He died waiting for the third call. He is survived by his wife Cinda and three small children. Dave had secondary pulmonary hypertension and had been diagnosed 11 years ago. He was the founder of the Second Wind - Ohio and also was webmaster for their web pages. He will be greatly missed

Matthew Russell was with us for only a short time but brought so much joy and happiness into our lives. Matthew needed a double lung transplant after acquiring the RSV virus when he as two years old which resulted in acute respiratory distress. Matthew was on the UNOS list for 45 days while he was also placed on the ECMO machine. Matthew was a patient at the Children's Hospital in Philadelphia. Since we have lost Matthew we have become very vocal in organ donation hoping that others will not miss their second chance at life. Matthew, we love you.....your sister Rachel misses you very much as does your mom and dad. Watch over all the other donor angels......

Laura was at the top of the transplant list for heart and lungs at Vinderbilt Hospital the day she died. She was a bright light in my world and I will forever miss my little sister. Keep shining sis!

Rheta struggled hard for the almost two years she survived with her transplanted lung. I will always be grateful to Second Wind for the information and support that she received.

Neil Meek

Tommy had cystic fibrosis. He fought so hard and was so brave for all of his 18 years. He received a double lung transplant in September 1995 and was awaiting a second transplant when he died.

I was in the hospital for a cleanout when he died and I was lucky enough that I was able to go down to the transplant unit to say goodbye to him...though I didn't know it was goodbye. When I saw him in the bed, barely able to keep his head up, he was so weak and yet he looked at me and said, "how are you?" He was an angel on earth and I know he is now one in Heaven. He was my "best hospital friend" and now as I myself wait at the top of the list for lungs, I think of Tommy and his courage and I know I am going to live for the two of us.

"She's A Sparrow When She's Broken, but She's An Eagle When She Flies"

Fran was an extraordinary woman. Strong in the face of adversity, soft with others who were in need. A dedicated mother, nurse, and friend, she will forever be in our memories. She loved nothing more than being with those she loved, and now she is with the One she loved the most - Jesus. She fought a long, hard battle with pulmonary hypertension and emphysema and was on the transplant list for 19 months before receiving her lung on March 12, 1999, at Medical City Dallas Hospital in Dallas,Texas. She went to Heaven to spend eternity with The Lord and all of those loved ones who had gone on before her on March 17,1999, after complications with the transplant. Even though she left behind many who loved her more than she knew, we know that she is okay now - no longer struggling for breath, taking handfuls of medication,and not being sure of what the next hour of her life was going to bring. For now she is breathing wonderful, crisp air without difficulty, she is running down streets of purest gold, and she is laughing and singing without a worry in her midst. We know that she is looking down on us, and I sometimes feel her sweet presence right beside me; a presence only possessed by a Mother looking over her children. She left behind five children: Larry, Terri, Barry, Sherri, and Eyvette; nine grandchildren: James, Scott, Joey, Jesse, Clinton, Cody, Collin, Chelsea, and Cailie; the man who loved her more than life, Floyd; a wonderful church and pastor: First Assembly of God of Bogata and Pastor Sherrill; and more extended family members and friends than can be listed. Only God Himself knows how many people she touched while on this earth. Her nursing career was so very important to her, falling only behind her Faith and her family. There were too many times she was a "sparrow" on this earth, but now she is an "Eagle", and she is flying!!!!!!!!!!!!!! See you soon Mom!!! We all Love and Miss You So Very Much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Submitted By: Eyvette(Hanna)Alford on November 10,2000.

This site is dedicated to Chrisy for her courageous fight after lung and kidney transplant, she did not stand alone, however. This site must also be dedicated to her husband, Jon Mooney, and her Mom and Dad Goody and Frank Austin. God bless you Chrisy we will all miss you. Chrisy's transplant was done at U. N. C. in Chapel Hill on November 3, 1991.

Vivian was a Shands Hospital recipient #22 on 3/6/95

Steve was diagnosed with IPF, June 1998. He was put on the heart/lung transplant list in September 1999. Unfortunately, he lost his earthly battle January 2000. Our family continues to pray for those that the battle continues. Like Steve, continue to hope and know that there is another angel looking out for you.

Cecil and his family received the gift of second life on July 10, 1991. We continue to celebrate his life and the gift of life from his donor. God Bless the Barnes Transplant Team!

My mother fought all of her adult life with systemic Lupus and after many hospitalizations was diagnosed with COPD. After qualifying for a single lung transplant was called very quickly by the coordinator. I was there that night and dinner was on the stove. That moment will forever be frozen in my memory. Her look of total dispair will always make me wonder as I know so many family member secretly wonder. Before we had the chance my father called to say it was over and she was in the ICU. Mom was the first patient with Lupus to ever undergo a lung transplant. She knew and hoped that some day she would make a difference for others to come. She fought many months in the hospital, more in than out. Between infections and a stroke she battled as she did most of her life. The night she passed was a couragous as her life. She had told me secretly the night before she was done, the next night she sent my father to the store and took her last breath in her home, in her bed. My best friend, my Mom, a grandmother, a wife, a friend to everyone she knew, a daughter,a sister and someone never to live for today. Everything I ever want to be and the person that taught me everything left her life. She was a fighter and I trust she is fighting still to save me a seat when I join her. I miss you Momma and you are my hero always.

My mom Sandi was my best friend. She was strong and beautiful. She was transplanted in 1994 at Shands due to COPD. She was re-transplanted on March 20, 1997 at Shands. She had a strong will to survive. She had a great sense of humor and those that knew her loved her. I thank God and Shands for letting me have her for as long as I did. I also thank the families of those that lost loved ones that donated their organs. It does save lives. My mom got to see her Grandson be born and graduate from kindergarten. 2nd Wind is great and it meant a lot to my mom. Thank-you to those who keep it going.

Nicki Santerfeit

Cynthia, a transplant recipient from Barnes Jewish Hospital in July 1990, was a real hero. She was a fighter for life. She helped many people with their personal fundraisers, having had personal experience. She enjoyed life. Those of us who knew her enjoyed her and will miss her.

My sister, Cynthia was great. She received her transplant almost 7 years ago. She was so so sick before her transplant. It was a long wait, but it was well worth it. She had a great addition to her life. We will all miss her so much!

July 4, 1999 truly became Independence day for our Husband and Father, Kipp Palmer. He had been diagnosed with primary pulmonary hypertension on June 25th and was a patient at Johns Hopkins for 10 days. The days are very long and lonely without him. He will be thought of and missed by his wife, Judy, children, Todd, Grant and Kimberly, Grandchildren, Tucker and Dagny and Daughter in law, Lori. He was such a wonderful PaPa for Tucker and Dagny. He wrote such wonderful Good Bye letters to us all! He was a letter and journal writer and his own Good Bye letter became his eulogy.

July 4, 1999 truly became Independence day for our Husband and Father, Kipp Palmer. He had been diagnosed with primary pulmonary hypertension on June 25th and was a patient at Johns Hopkins for 10 days. The days are very long and lonely without him. He will be thought of and missed by his wife, Judy, children, Todd, Grant and Kimberly, Grandchildren, Tucker and Dagny and Daughter in law, Lori. He was such a wonderful PaPa for Tucker and Dagny. He wrote such wonderful Good Bye letters to us all! He was a letter and journal writer and his own Good Bye letter became his eulogy.

Linda was very high on the transplant list at Shands Hospital but passed away quietly at home while waiting.

Our Mother defines the word, "perseverance". She received her double lung transplant September 4, 1996. Because of this she was able to see the birth of her first two grandchildren, her middle daughter graduate college and her son graduate high school. She was our "Best Friend, confidant, supporter, encourager, hero, and the list could go onÖî We will miss her immensely but can rest knowing that she is breathing freely in heaven. Until we see you again....... Your loving children Laura, Kim and Brad.

Jack was a coal miner and developed silicosis from cutting rock to get to the coal. He suffered 12 years before getting the "call" for the transplant in April of 1999. In the two years after his transplant, he enjoyed life to the fullest. He was able to walk and talk without being short of breath, enjoy his home out in the country, and even shoot his rifle and fish a little. He shared a wonderful sense of humor and never complained when he was in distress. His family and friends are very grateful to the donor and the support of Second Wind.