Seventy one year old widowed male. Live in Columbus, Ohio, formerly Westerville, Ohio. Self employed in the home building and remodeling business for thirty five years. Now disabled with severe spinal issues, COPD, and recently diagnosed with PTSD.  My wife Lee, smoked herself to death after our son got sick, in 1994 at the age of forty seven. Our first son Brett spent twenty three years in a home for the severely retarded. At the age of thirty two, in 2006, after getting double pneumonia twice in two months, the doctors and I decided it was finally time to let him go. At his death, he had one testicle the size of a grapefruit (I had arranged earlier to have it removed), and x-rays showed broken hips on both sides. No one knows how long he had suffered with this.  My second son, Scott, took his own life in 2012, at the age of twenty four. My last child, Kate, just turned twenty eight. Now, it's time to get some justice for what's left of my family before I die, and that's a promise on my dead son's ashes !