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Late in the evening, on February 4th, my father came home very early from the swing shift at his place of employment. It wasn't that he had time off coming, or was using a personal day. It wasn't that he was especially tired, or that there was nothing to be done at work that evening.
No, this was serious. We didn't know it yet, but Dad had suffered a mild stroke. At first we thought it only a bad case of not handling his diabeties meds properly, or missing taking his pills. Once we got to the hospital though, we found out what was up. It was kinda a scary thing to see him so weakened. It was simultaneously clairifying.
So, while I am not giving up my writing, and probably wont be posting so often as I used to, I may have to leave for a while. Family duty and just plain love for my old man demand that more of my attention be diverted to other matters for the moment. I'm not sure exactly how bad the stroke will affect him, or what other measures I may have to take in order to help him to full recovery, but it is readily apparent that I will have to take some matters into my own hands.
To my friends here at the board, and to the readers who have sent me notes about my humble stories so far, I can only say that I am not going of my own will, and will return as soon as possible. For now, however, it is more important that I take care of my own house and not focus so much on my stories. I hope that you can understand my absence and that you realize it is out of necessity that I must take my leave, rather than any implied insult, anger or resentment. A lot of people here have become like family to me, and to them I do hope that when I return they will have good news of their own.
I wish you all well, and will keep my thoughts on you, despite the need of my hands turning to other events now. So, Timmy, Marc, smith, Andy, Brian, Tom, M, Lenny, Kevin, Al, Steve, e and anyone else I may have forgotten, keep the dreams alive; keep your heart pure, your minds sharp, your wits keen, your compassion warm and your friends close. Time and tide willing, I'll be back before too much longer has passed, ready to stand beside all of you sterling lights at Timmy's Lighthouse. Shine on, my brothers, Shine On.
Cya on the other side,
D'Artagnon
It's not the wolf you see you should fear, but all the ones he howls with. Don't be afraid of the song, but don't piss off the choir.
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