The first time I met Eric Huntsman was at dialysis. I was with my father, who was lifting himself from his wheelchair to be weighed after a four-hour dialysis session. Eric introduced himself. He was at dialysis with his mother, Marilyn, a woman of regal bearing and beauty who was fighting through the last year of her life, with failed kidneys. When I first met Marilyn, she was in shock because the person in the dialysis chair next to hers... Read more