CURTIS M. ACUFF Born on Earth 8-17-38
Reborn in Heaven 11-13-98
My husband, my love
was the only one in my life
since I was 16 years old.
There was nothing we didn't do together.
There were times when I used to think
that he loved his "Tazmobile",
more than me. But I know deep
in my heart how much he loved me
and I was happy to help him with
it or anything else that made
him happy. Every birthday or Father's Day,
I always got him something to add to his
Tazmobile.
I thought my life had ended when
he was diagnosed with cancer, in 1/91.
But we fought long and hard.
All through his chemotherapy's,
he never missed a day of work.
Sometimes working 12 to 16 hrs a day.
I told him he shouldn't do that
but he said, "I need to make sure
you are taken care of."
He was always my "protector".
He was raised to honor and protect women.
Southern gentleman, he was.
There were times he would tell our boys,
"she may be your mother,
but always remember she is my wife first."
When he was diagnosed with COPD,
we sat and cried together.
I had never seen him shed tears
except when his mom passed away.
He was scared what would happen to me.
Not himself.
The last time he went into the hospital,
he refused all treatment.
I tried to talk him into going to Hospice.
Even had one of their counselors talk to him.
But our doctor wouldn't turn him over
to them because he "wasn't terminal".
I talked to Curt and said I would take
him anyway but he said, no.
I tried to tell him that he couldn't
stay in the hospital unless he let
them treat him.
He whispered,
"don't worry it won't take long."
Five hours later my wonderful man was gone.
Without this group, FA, I wouldn't of made it.
There are no words to tell all of you what you
mean to me. Let it be known, there isn't
anything I wouldn't do for anyone of you.
You guys are my new soul mates.
Born on Earth 8-17-38
