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19th of September, 2006

…keep me in your heart for a while.

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18th of September, 2006

…it floats my boat.

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I spent my 27^th birthday in a Times Square motel room, with not one, but two 17 year old girls – that was interesting. I bought myself a new Jeep for my 30^th birthday, and hit the sand dunes on the Outer Banks – just between you and I, it was more fun than frolicking with the 17 year olds. My friends threw a “Roast” for my 31^st. The point being that birthdays were once memorable affairs.

Recently, the passing of the years have been low-key – the celebrations quiet and uneventful. But not so this birthday – this year will see a return of the expensive gift – a never to be forgotten event. Later this very day, my 61^st birthday gift will be installed – my very own, personal chairlift!

If all goes as planned, I have climbed the steps for the last time. So like maybe that doesn’t seem like such a big deal to you – but that’s because you are not old and decrepit, like I am. This is just about the best gift this boy could have wished for.

Of course it means that I have thrown in the towel, that I am admitting that there is no turning back – and I could really get depressed about it – but anything that will keep me from dragging my poor old body up those stairs is welcomed…

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14th of September, 2006

…an old friend.

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I don’t do things like most people do – I march to my own drummer. As an example, I’ve been married twice, and had the same “Best Man” both times. OK, so maybe it was kind of tacky, but I don’t have a lot of friends.

I’ve known this man for over thirty years – we worked together way back when – when we were both just crazy kids playing radio in Utica, New York. Other than finding ourselves at the same place, at the same time, we were as different as night and day. Rodney came from a proper old Philadelphia family – I was the fat kid from Collingswood, New Jersey. He graduated from an Ivy League university – I was a high school drop-out.

But for what ever reason, we hit it off and stayed in touch long after we each went our separate ways. We each had our ups and downs, good times and bad – their were career highs and lows, divorces and all the other things that life can throw at you.

As happens all too often, calls and visits became few as the years passed, and eventually we lost touch all together – something I always regretted. But I’ve reached a point in my life where time is running out, and contact with the past is the most important thing to me now. So a few days ago I spent several hours trying to find my old friend. I finally came upon an e-mail address that just might belong to him – I crossed my fingers, and sent a short message.

Hot damned! I got an almost instant reply, and it was indeed my long lost buddy. We spent a half hour on the phone filling in the gaps, and picking up from where we left off so long ago. As you might expect, there were many surprising bits of information to exchange – some good, some not so good – we still have little in common, other than the truly important things – an unexplainable affection for each other.

I know that none of this means anything to you, but it has put a smile on this tired old face – a smile that was sorely needed…

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13th of September, 2006

What’s next?

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Most people believe that there is a better place awaiting us after we leave this world. I’m not sure why they believe this, but they do – even to the point of describing what to expect in what they call “Paradise”.

I remember what the nuns told me about Heaven, so very long ago. They said that, among other things, families would be reunited forever more – and that worries me, big time. You see, my mother hates my father, he hates her, and I have no desire to see my old man, period. And than there are my grandparents – we’re talking a lot of dislike here/ And than there is the problem of my father’s second wife and their two children. Where do they stand in this mess? How will my dad divide his time between the two “families”?

This is a potential disaster, and since I ain’t doing too good, I could be dealing with all of this almost any day now. Frankly, I’m worried. I mean, I’m sure that the nuns wouldn’t have made up any of this – I’m sure it’s true.

With any luck, I’ll be sent to the Lake of Fire, and avoid all the disharmony up there in Paradise…

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11th of September, 2006

…now I know.

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This isn’t the way I wanted to go – so sick at times I can think of nothing but my own misery. I wanted to go with dignity and poise.

I do not regret my decision, nor am I about to change it, but I had no idea of how hard it would be. How easily tears would come, how quickly self-pity could overtake me.

I wanted to be stronger, but as I slowly became everything I always detested about the old and infirm, my will has evaporated – as has my interest in life.

Even this “blog” has become an effort that more and more seems not worth the trouble – once it was therapeutic – there were things I wanted to say, thoughts and feelings I wanted to pass on – I now seem to have run out of worthwhile ideas. I now am consumed with my day to day ups and downs, and little else.

This morning I answered a question that has been on my mind for the past year – how this “blog” will end. This morning I put the final touches on what will be the last entry. It is but one mouse click away from being posted. I can’t say for sure when that will be - but there isn’t much that is certain anymore.

Such are the days of my life…

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9th of September, 2006

…it’s just not right.

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Life is a bitch, and then it rains.

The “bad news” is that my labs indicate levels of toxins to explain how and why I feel so sick. The “really bad news” is that I am not sick enough for it to kill me – they now tell me that this could last for months.

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8th of September, 2006

…same old same old.

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I’ve been a bad boy – I’ve been neglecting you. Little has changed, I continue to feel poorly, though my most recent blood work shows only minor slippage.

Aside from detailing my complaints yet again, or throwing a pity party one more time, I have nothing to offer.

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