My little dog brother Barney is gone. He fell asleep Friday night and did not wake. We should all be so lucky when it is our time, says papa.Barney came to the Drucker family beaten and battered. The doctors did not have much hope - but they did not know the love my mom and dad were capable of providing. And love alone kept the old man alive much longer than any one ever expected. The diagnosis was cancer.
He lived a good, long life. In his 14 years with our family, he traveled across this great country countless times. There was no where he would rather be than with my dad in an 18 wheeler listening to some Springsteen and making his way to their next destination.
He will be missed.
Rest in peace Uncle Barn.
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