My husband Craig was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer the day before his 61st birthday. That’s a vicious disease, and he didn’t even make it six months from that date. We relied so heavily on Capital Caring to help take care of him, take him to the hospital for his infusions, bring him his medications, and visit him, because I was working about an hour away from home and needed to hang onto my new job, through which we had our health insurance. He believed the CC staff and volunteers were true angels and spent the last few months of his life exhorting everybody to become a volunteer. I had to let a few year go by before I was emotionally ready, but as soon as that time came, I fulfilled my promise to him and became a CC volunteer. And I continue to be aware that everybody associated with this organization really is an angel.