A Thought or Two on Hearing you are feeling poorly 
Linda Jones

From time to time...but not very often...into  each of our lives there steps a magical person  who enchants us with his extraordinary gift for living. 

Such people are life's magicians, or comedians, or writer... purveyors of joy, imaginers of the  uncommon... they stir your pots, they ruffle your feathers.  Don, you are such a person in my life... and I know you were in Chuck's as well.

"Damn it," he would say now... "only the shits  deserve what you've got...  how did you manage  to slop it up?" 

You are my brother in so many ways... I expect you always to be there... so you shall be...

Among many, many memories, one I love is your family of Agogs, which (almost) restored my  tolerance of that ugly word... at least (or most) I can laugh at the silliness of hating a word... how dumb is that???

More anon...

Linda