Thank goodness my Voice Over work feeds my soul

I lost another friend to cancer. A Radio colleague. Bill Kelly....he was my competitor in the 80's...my Shock Jock partner Perry Stone made fun of him constantly. They were our crosstown rivalaries in San Jose.Then 20 years later there I was working down the hall from him at a South Bay station. He was the morning guy, I was doing week ends and fill ins on the sister station, KBAY. We both had colon cancer.I blabbed it on Facebook about my diagnosis, because I was scared like there was no tomorrow, he replied in those private messages...he was going through chemo and going to work and hosting his morning show at Mix. We checked in with each other often. We compared our numb feet stories....his wife left him while he was going through chemo, the first round. How the hell could she do something like that? I mean really, what the f?!I wonder how the hell she feels now? So Bill couldn't fight it, and just this week he stayed home from work, finally, and yesterday he died. I saw it on Facebook tonight. I about died. I felt guilty for living, and it isn't the first time I have felt guilty after hearing someone I know died of Cancer ....this disease just messes with your mind. At least it does mine.Bill died. Stupid ass Cancer took him down. He was young, and I am emotionally drained as I type these thoughts, I read all the Facebook posts and it just numbed me. I need to hear The Kite Song, it's how I feel. When I look at my chosen subject for this post, it's the actual thought that popped into my head after viewing all the FB posts. I had a good day in front of the mic, I even turned my VO colleague onto a producer who just used someone else I referred. It made me feel good that I did that for someone, and it made me realize Voice Overs is what got me though my chemo months, and I guess radio got Bill through. That must be why he took it right until the end before he stepped away from the mic. I miss Bill terribly, I hate that cancer got him.It just never stops.