Last Saturday evening (4/26/2014) as I lay in bed, ready to fall asleep, I received one of those late night calls, as parents, we dread receiving. However, rather from one of our children, or even Mom calling, the call was from my youngest aunts, Monica, the person I first met on my b-mother's side - the Miller family. Monica called to relay Irene's condition. Following her 2nd stroke in months, Saturday, Irene was quite unresponsive and not eating or drinking. "We had to keep physically checking", Monica said, "to see if she was still breathing." That was such a "tough" conversation as I clarified Monica's words to me; "it began sunk in." Irene may be dying - the original estimated time-frame, she was to have one to five days... Monica is but two years older than I am and the youngest of ten children to Joachim and Barbara Miller. Incedently, 4/26 was also the anniversary of when Mom and Dad received me as their new son; 4/27 is ou...