Last week my former boss Larry Foley, the news editor here at the Ledger-Enquirer, called me aside to talk. This is something he does about once every, well, never. Larry may be the most private man in the entire newsroom. So I couldn't imagine what he had to say, but I couldn't have imagined anything much worse. He wrote a column for today's paper about what he told me. Here's the opening:"You have cancer."
Those were the worst words I thought I would ever hear from the doctor exploring my prostate problems. But a week later, after X-ray bone scans and a CT scan at a hospital, he told me nine words that were much worse, terribly worse, and devastating: "Your cancer has spread. You have an incurable condition."
Photo of Larry Foley by Mike Haskey/Ledger-Enquirer

2 comments:
Thinking of you, Larry, at this difficult time. Thanks for sharing your story.
Love Allison
Mr. Foley, you are in my thoughts and prayers.
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