Oh man... Whites, I hope you get to see him if that will give you peace of mind. I will never know what it's like to have (or lose) a sibling, whether I liked them or not. When my dad died, I was 17 and hadn't seen him for 3 years. I didn't send him a Father's Day card for the first time ever that year, nor had I talked to him on the phone for months. To this day, I regret not having had one more time to see him or at least talk to him. I know it's not the same as what you're going through, just my perspective.Weatherwise, I haven't a clue; haven't checked. I can't go for another 10 days, anyway; gotta have the stitches pulled from a melanoma removal on my shoulder.
It's right at 340 miles to Winston-Salem; little less than 6 hours. DW doesn't want me going alone. I wouldn't really be alone; I'd still have the lady who lives in my GPS. Our niece wants to go, but isn't sure when she can.
All that may be moot pretty soon. Radiation Oncologist laid it all on the table today. Spine, kidneys, lymph nodes all affected, & possibly the brain. Mass in the lung larger than first thought, making breathing difficult. They want to start radiation right away to reduce it some, to make it easier to breathe. Beyond that, there's nothing they can do other than radiation & chemo treatments to make him as comfortable as possible in the time he has left. He said it could be 2 weeks, 2 months, or 2 years.