FORT COLLINS — No sooner did life begin to return to its regular pace (Holly back to work in the library at Boltz Middle School, Ron back to work in surgery at Poudre Valley Hospital, me just being me) than the phone call came that nobody wanted to receive.
A very beloved member of the Dea family had died after his brief, but ferocious, hand-to-hand chemo combat with cancer. It certainly was a battle--one that was shared by the entire Dea clan. The Fort Collins’ Deas (Ron, Holly, Grace, Will) practically wore out the tires on their vehicles making seemingly endless trips through all that traffic to Denver and back to do important tasks that would make life as better as possible for this dear brother-in-law/uncle--sometimes staying overnight to give added strength and support as doctors announced the ever-worsening news concerning the prognosis of the fight.
And what a fight it was! But this man knew a lot about battles, having lied about his young age in order to join the U.S. Army, and then serving his country 20 years with honor and distinction, including two tours in Viet Nam, one conflict known as the “Big Red One,” and at the Army hospital in Okinawa. What’s more, his father had run with Pancho Villa, so he knew a lot about battles.
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