One year ago, just about this time, I talked with Fred for the last time.

It is a conversation that I know will live forever in my mind.

I had called Fred to tell of the acceptance of my offer in compromise by the treasury. We talked briefly about there was hope for other family members plagued by a similar situation. I told him of my impending surgery the following morning. "Hey, I love you man", were his last words to me.

Hey, love you man!