The loving and devoted father of three children that I called dad is now just a memory that will live with me forever. A man who always did for others and never expected anything in return. I have been given the opportunity to share with you who this man was. A single parent on a mission to change the world, only his world had already changed without him knowing it.
My father, John Eugene Godfrey, died of Adrenoleukodystrophy at the young age of forty-six. This dreadful disease took his life before he could walk his daughter down the aisle. Before he could see his first grandson be born. Before he could see his daughter graduate from college. Before he could see his son become a man. So many things were taken from my father. In writing this, I hope that others will understand just how difficult ALD can be.
Jaymee Godfrey
