Terminally ill people want to be assured that their loved ones will be okay, even after they’re gone. That’s precisely what John Weston, a man dying from ALS, wanted before the time came for him to go. The San Francisco resident had a senior rescue dog named Pawpaw, who had been living with him for
‘He would tear up every time he had to tell someone because he knew how much we’d hurt.’
Mom and him are obsessed with each other. They met when they were eighteen. And they’re always hugging, and kissing, and dancing in the kitchen. So we grew up around a lot of love. But Dad has always been more of the ‘Acts of Service’ type. Every night at 8pm, he’d come to all our