Abe knew that blood disease ran in his family. His father and grandfather had died in their early sixties from heart attacks. He hadn’t really figured on being immune to it, but when his first attack came in the spring of 2003, it was more of a shock than he cared to admit.
It was a relatively mild attack. Within six months, the doctor assured him, he would be right back to normal. With care-proper diet, moderate exercise-no one would even know he had suffered the attack.
But still, Abe knew.