George Ward Final Expenses

His name was George and he was one of a kind, well two of a kind since we are twins. With no answers as to why, my brother was taken way too soon. He was a paraplegic, but that never defined him. He never looked at himself as handicapped, and we never treated him as such. He was funny, smart, and had a heart of gold. He was only 44 years old. He regularly felt like a burden even though he never was. He was my brother, my twin brother.

At 44 years of age, you start thinking about your mortality, but that is not always old enough to have a plan in place. He had tried to get life insurance but had not yet found a company that would insure him. But it wasn't a pressing matter. At least he didn't think it was, and neither did anyone else.

Taken too soon our hearts are broken.