The gathering of the clan
Dinner at High Jackers
Jett and sons
Jett has two sons, a brother and two sisters. When she first became ill and it was obvious that it was serious – but before we knew just how serious – I notified her sons and siblings and they all wanted to travel from Alexandria VA (her sons) or Boston MA (her siblings) to visit. Her brother was the first to offer to come down. I tried to discourage him saying that there was no need. “Well,” he said, “you may not need me there, but I need to be there.” And he was on a plane the next day, followed shortly thereafter by one sister and both sons. I dissuaded her older sister, who is nearly 80 and doesn’t travel well, by promising to get Jett to MA ASAP.
So while Jett ate next to nothing, our visitors and I shared many meals together. While Jett was losing weight, I was gaining. Both The Golden Lion (previously described) and High Jackers (at the private airport in Palm Coast) provided good meals that sustained us in this difficult time.
All flew into Orlando and drove over 90 minutes to the hospital. This is a relatively inaccessible location which strengthens my resolve to get Jett up to MA. But it also demonstrates the depth of her family’s love that they were more than ready to drop everything and make the arduous journey to her bedside.