I knew Marc for many years as a family friend since he was good friends with my sister and her husband, Carmellia and Doug Loyd. Thanks to Marc's wonderful generosity and his mutual love of family we shared many meals and attended many plays at the Straz Center, Halloween parties, Mickey's Very Merry Christms, and lunches after church on Sunday. His impeccable sense of dress was sometimes ruined by the sticky hands of a couple of Loyd toddlers. He took it all in stride. But I was only on the periphery of Marc's friendship until he needed a nurse to administer his meds at home. I went to Marc's house twice weekly, started an IV, prepared and infused the meds. But there was much more to it. I think Marc was genuinely glad to see me appear in his doorway then hang his "go go juice" as he called it. He looked forward to the extra energy it gave him. I told him I would find some go go boots for him one day if he would dance in them-he laughed. Not a chance, he said! We both enjoyed our visits during my time there. We talked, told stories and laughed. I held his hand and provided support. Sometimes rubbed his feet. He didn't want to let go of my hand when it was time to go. I had a feeling our visits we're a bright spot in his day. We started and ended every visit with a hug and a smile and a kiss on his forehead or cheek which was reciprocated by him. He warmed my heart. I probably got as much of an uplifting feeling after our visits as he did. Marc was an amazing, warm, kind and loving man who will be missed forever. I'm glad I was able to help him during final 6 weeks. He was alert and smiling even on the last day I saw him, only 4 days before he passed. I knew he was suffering but my focus was to distract him, lift his spirits while giving the medication therapy. I know I will NEVER forget Marc Stern. Ben, you had quite a brother!! My heart goes out to you. Marc was very special and will never be forgotten.