Rotten Day, Just a rotten day...

Spent my last night with Phil in the Hospice. Tomorrow or the next he is to be transported to Indiana to live out his last days with his mom. I found out that it will take two gees to get him there, and his family doesn't have the cash to get him there. I'm fronting the money. The folks at big buy say they are going to collect money, but you know how that goes. I'll front the remainder, then, all sixteen hundred and forty. After everyone left the room tonight, I told him he had something missing from his room and gave him my confirmation gift at the age of sixteen. My gold cross and chain. I have no use for it now.

Via con Dios, Meijo, tell him heya, and not to expect me for dinner. My dinner place is somewhere else.

You are what happens to you, and at the end of the day, that's all you've got.