Am sorry, best wishes to you and family.
I’m very sorry to hear this. You paint a wonderful picture of your wife.
I’m very sorry for your loss.
Just found this thread. I’m so sorry for your loss, Fear Itself. Your OP is touching, a wonderful love story cut tragically short. You and your family are in my thoughts.
I’ve been avoiding thread as too much bad stuff has happened. Stupid yes.
I’m truly sorry for your loss. It’s all about how you live your life and what you can make of what you have.
The wonderful part of this place is we can show an outpouring of love, concern and help ( even in an invisible hug kinda way) when something sucky happens in our lives.
The shitacular part of this place is every week we ( Me) learns about a new scary disease that scares the crap out of me and I don’t know how people handle dealing with it.
Fear Itself, your tribute to Pam was loving and how fortunate the two of you were to have found each other. I agree with her 100%, camping should be done at Marriott’s.
Peace and serenity to you, my friend.
Fear Itself, your beautiful stories of you beloved wife are inspiring me to step it up, as it were. We can all always do better, even if just in small ways, and you have shone the light on the rewards that can be reaped by doing so. Thank you for sharing your stories here with us. May you be blessed with strength as you carry on your journey.
I thought I saw your face today,
in the sparkle of the morning sun.
And then I heard the angel say,
“Their work on earth is done.”
I thought I heard your voice today,
then laugh your hearty laugh.
And then I heard the angel say,
“There’s peace dear one at last.”
I thought I felt your touch today,
in the breeze that rustled by.
And then I heard the angel say,
“The spirit never dies.”
I thought I saw my broken heart,
in the crescent of the moon.
And then I heard the angel say,
“The Lord is coming soon.”
I thought that you had left me,
for the stars so far above.
And then I heard the angel say,
“They left you with their love.”
I thought that I would miss you so,
and never find my way.
And then I heard the angel say,
“They’re with you every day.”
“The sun, the wind, the moon, the stars,
will forever be around,
reminding you of the love you shared,
and the peace they’ve finally found.”
~ Bobbi Davis ~
Fear Itself, I’m sorry for your troubles. 
From one “Crazy Person” to another, thank you for sharing a slice of your life and your wonderful wife, and I am sorry for your loss. Thoughts and prayers for you and your families.
Pam sounds like she was a wonderful person. My sympathies and condolences.
I’m really sorry to hear about this, Fear Itself. From your description I think we all would have loved to have met her and all been the better for it.
One thing Pam and I both shared was a love of Rat Pack lounge jazz: Frank Sinatra, Tony Bennett, Nat King Cole, Bobby Darin, you get it. The first time she visited Alaska, she put on a Sinatra CD I had, and took my hand to dance, just us in my kitchen, but it was so comfortable, so tender, it was one of the things that first made me feel like she was someone special.
We frequently drove down to New Bedford on Saturdays to see her family and have dinner, then drive home in the dark, listening to Strictly Sinatra on WPLM 99.1 FM in Boston. The music was great, all Frank from 7 to midnight, but half the fun was laughing at the host, Ron Dell Chiesa, an announcer with a classic radio voice right out of the 40’s. On the breaks, we cracked up when he would plug the local sponsors like his “good friends” at Sozio’s Furniture, or Tony Floramo’s Restaurant (“Where The Meat Falls off the Bone!”). One of the main sponsors was Brasserie Jo Restaurant, in the Colonnade Hotel in Boston. Ron would promote “Boston’s most authentic French brasserie!” and extol the highlights of the menu (“Try the Braised Lamb Shanks!”)
One year on her birthday, I surprised her at work in Boston to take her out for lunch, and we went to Brasserie Jo. She laughed her infectious laugh when she realized where we were, and her smile was turned up to eleven. She said it wouldn’t be complete if we didn’t try the lamb shanks, so I did, and they were as good as Ron had described.
One of our most memorable evenings was dancing at a friend’s wedding in 2005. It was one of the last times we danced in public, because she got sick soon after that, and just didn’t have the endurance. But there were private times, when I would put Frank on the stereo and take her in my arms for one more spin around the kitchen, and it made us both remember our salad days, and forget the storm clouds on the horizon, even for just a little while.
You really do look happy together.
What a lovely woman. What lovely memories.
Thanks for sharing the picture, FearItself. She was a beautiful woman.
Fear, she sounds like she was a lovely woman and I’m so sorry for your loss. I hope you can be comforted by all the good memories the two of you shared together.
Zev Steinhardt
I’m really sorry for your loss
I’m very sorry for your loss. It sounds like you packed plenty of love into the time the two of you had together.
Here is how I will always remember her smile.
Well - you’ve made a complete stranger feel geniune emotion for someone I’ll never meet. As fitting a tribute as I can imagine.