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Back in 2008 I told the members here about one of my neighbors. His name is Bill Lindskog, and he is a WWII veteran. I told people about how he was part of the D-Day Invasion. I got asked to ask him if he would share some of his memories. I posted this thread which are his words.
http://cowboyszone.com/forums/showthread.php?t=134859&highlight=normandy
A couple of weeks ago Bill fell and hit his head. A guy riding by on a bicycle found him and Bill asked him to come get me. He was really wobbly and I insisted we get him to the hospital. They kept him for a couple of days then he was released to the Nursing Home where his wife Norma is a patient. She is blind and has Alzheimer's. Every day this amazing old man goes there to feed her every meal. For a couple of weeks he got to be her roomie again.
Friday I went and picked Bill up and got him home. He was so glad to be home.
Saturday he fell again. This time really bad. Some other neighbors came and got me again. I called the ambulance again.
I just got off the phone with the case worker at the hospital. It looks very grave. He has a skull fracture and bleeding on the brain. He is now intubated and breathing via a respirator.
Bill and Norma have no children. He has a niece in Chicago who can't get here because her Father, Bill's best friend, is also very ill. Bill and Warren (her father) married sisters.
I have been asked to be his Medical Power of Attorney and to go through his house looking for a Living Will, a will, Life Insurance information, and any other pertinent info to his last days on this earth. He's been my friend and someone I admire for a long time. If I am the one that has to say pull the plug it is going to really suck.
Our WWII veterans really are the greatest generation. The first time he fell he entertained those 4 firefighters until the ambulance got here. They all immediately loved the guy. He's that kind of man.
The fall Saturday was really bad. There is blood on the side of his car, the left front tire and a lot on the ground. I've been thinking I should go wash it off, but I can't make myself go back there yet.
In 5 minutes myself and a friend are going to search his place for the vital papers.
He is 92.
http://cowboyszone.com/forums/showthread.php?t=134859&highlight=normandy
A couple of weeks ago Bill fell and hit his head. A guy riding by on a bicycle found him and Bill asked him to come get me. He was really wobbly and I insisted we get him to the hospital. They kept him for a couple of days then he was released to the Nursing Home where his wife Norma is a patient. She is blind and has Alzheimer's. Every day this amazing old man goes there to feed her every meal. For a couple of weeks he got to be her roomie again.
Friday I went and picked Bill up and got him home. He was so glad to be home.
Saturday he fell again. This time really bad. Some other neighbors came and got me again. I called the ambulance again.
I just got off the phone with the case worker at the hospital. It looks very grave. He has a skull fracture and bleeding on the brain. He is now intubated and breathing via a respirator.
Bill and Norma have no children. He has a niece in Chicago who can't get here because her Father, Bill's best friend, is also very ill. Bill and Warren (her father) married sisters.
I have been asked to be his Medical Power of Attorney and to go through his house looking for a Living Will, a will, Life Insurance information, and any other pertinent info to his last days on this earth. He's been my friend and someone I admire for a long time. If I am the one that has to say pull the plug it is going to really suck.
Our WWII veterans really are the greatest generation. The first time he fell he entertained those 4 firefighters until the ambulance got here. They all immediately loved the guy. He's that kind of man.
The fall Saturday was really bad. There is blood on the side of his car, the left front tire and a lot on the ground. I've been thinking I should go wash it off, but I can't make myself go back there yet.
In 5 minutes myself and a friend are going to search his place for the vital papers.
He is 92.
