Monthly Archives: March 2014

Remembering Felder Williams

Felder and KellaWILLIAMS, R. Felder, 36, of Ridgewood, NJ, died Saturday, March 22, of kidney cancer. Note that he did not “lose the battle.” Cancer never took his hope, humor, intelligence or love. The strength he maintained throughout his illness would put any superhero to shame. He fought for life until his last breath.

Felder was an extraordinary soul masquerading as a regular human being. He was proud to protect children as a deputy attorney general for the state of New Jersey. He always questioned authority, fought for the underdog, and closely followed world events from early childhood. Felder was a gentleman and a scholar, passionate about literature, music, poetry, history, law, travel and food. Sadly, dinner conversations will never contain the same wit or substance.

Felder studied hard, partied hard, and was an outdoor enthusiast. He hated small talk, bad coffee, Facebook, and stupid TV. He was sensitive, authentic, and could be endearingly clumsy. He was always kind.

Felder adored his wife, Jen and their 20-month-old daughter, Kella. Their love was true, and it will continue forever.

Felder was loved, liked and deeply esteemed. His family would like to extend their deepest condolences to all those who did not know him.

A memorial service will be held Saturday, April 5, at 2 pm at the United Church of Spring Valley, Spring Valley, NY. In lieu of flowers, please consider donating to the Felder Williams fund at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center.

What’s Happening??

Sorry for my long silence, friends and readers. Last fall, I was feeling hopeful. My husband had been enrolled in one of the most exciting clinical trials in cancer. It was for one of these PDL-1 immunotherapy drugs that everyone is gushing over as a breakthrough treatment. Indeed, some patients have had a phenomenal response and have gone into a seeming remission.

Unfortunately, Felder was among the 50% of people who did not respond to the drug. He tried three more types of chemotherapy, and finally this week, he entered into home hospice. He is too weak to try anything else.

I told him I was still praying, but obviously my prayers weren’t doing a heap of good, maybe I should stop.

He grabbed my hand and said, “DON’T STOP.”

So, I told him despite all medical evidence, I will continue to ask for a good old-fashioned, “Praise Jesus,” rock-n-roll miracle.

When I think, “Well, why should I get a miracle when so many others don’t?” I just ask God to give one to everyone who asks. The world needs more miracles, don’t you think?