For me, June the 14th started like any other day. My son-in-law was visiting from Arizona and he is asleep in the loft. It's 7 a.m. and I roll out of bed and into the bathroom. Brush my teeth and wash my face.
On the way to the kitchen I greeted my great-grandson and proceeded to take my morning pills. You know, the older you get the more pills they put you on.
I sat in the chair, took my meds and within 10 minutes had a crushing pain in my chest, the likes of which I never experienced in my life.
I broke out into a sweat and knew the sign exactly. HEART ATTACK!