My neighbor and dear friend Alice passed away on Thursday night (Dec 16th) at about 11 pm. She had been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer (non-smoker) in the summer of 2019. We went on countless walks and talked about countless things – through miracles (Tagrisso) and misery (three different courses of chemo which included two clinical trials). She had been in hospice since Monday the 6th. I had been able to cook and feed her her last meal (I didn’t know it was going to be the last time she really ate a meal. it was my favorite – scrambled eggs with melted cheese) on the morning of the 6th. Mike and I drove her to hospice later that day when the pain became too great. I visited her most days she was in hospice – one of her last gifts to me was that I got to know many of the people who love her (and we talked about on our walks) as we visited her at different hours of the day. I hadn’t spent the night with her, but I decided to go on Thursday night and as I lay there in the dark on my cot trying to go to sleep in the room, I heard her take her last breaths. And then the room was silent and I held her hand, told her that I loved her and will miss her terribly.