Last night, my brother Mike collapsed and was rushed to the hospital with what turned out to be a massive brain bleed.
A couple of hours ago, I spoke with a doctor who informed me he was not expected to survive.
A few minutes ago, I spoke with his wife, Pam, who was preparing to say goodbye before they removed the breathing tube.
When I was a child, he was my biggest hero.
That's never changed.
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