"I will give away all my money! Just please tell me how I can make things right!”
“How do you pronounce your name? Brokie?”
“It’s pronounced Brochie. But you can call me Brokie, that’s fine.”
The woman asking about Brochie’s name was a patient in the oncology ward receiving chemotherapy.
“Brokie, are you Jewish?”
“Yes.”
“I’m Jewish, too!”
This was the beginning of an unlikely friendship between Brochie, a young nurse in the oncology unit, and Shirley Rosenstein (names changed), a cancer patient. Unfortunately, Shirley’s condition deteriorated, and the doctors began talking about putting Shirley in hospice.
One day, Shirley asked Brochie, “Do you have any children?”
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