I heard this the other day at the VA Hospital, it was all the buzz. They had an old gentleman with cancer on one of the floors who had been there a while as he had no family and was evidently about at the end of his suffering. He liked to sing with the radio thru the day. He listened to a Christian station and had a pretty fair voice. Monday night he began about 2 AM to sing ocapella ( by his self)some of those favorite hymns many of us grew up on. His voice was strong and clear and could be heard all over the floor for the longest time. After a while I guess he went to sleep when they game him a does of pain killer. When they came in the morning for his vitals at the end of the shift he was gone. Man, not only if I could face death with such confidence but live life with such strength of conviction and bear so well the pain and suffering. It made me ashamed of my many short comings.