"The last time Sue Celmer saw her husband alive, he was hungry. John was always hungry. It was June 18, 2008, and they’d just been to the drugstore to get more pain medicine. He was still recovering from a twelve-hour surgery a month before—the latest in a series of operations that had removed all of the cancer from his mouth but left a half-dollar-sized hole in his jaw. Although doctors had patched the hole with skin from his chest, his face was still severely swollen. On the way home from the drugstore, John asked Sue to stop by McDonald’s for a cheeseburger. Because of the swelling and the difficulty of chewing, all his food had to be blended like a milkshake. At home, she put the cheeseburgers in the blender, without the buns, and John drank the liquefied meat. A hungry man, she thought, is a man who wants to live."