Saturday, May 15, 2010

My father-in-law passed on about an hour ago. Leukemia. Here's a glass to ya, Big Al. Rest easy.


  1. Sorry 'bout that pal, hope the wife got there in time to say good bye. Heres to Al.

  2. Free at last, Free at last.... enjoy the trip Al...

  3. She did get there in time. I'm heading out on Wednesday for the funeral and such.

    Thanks for the notes, Vance and Tammy!

  4. My sympathies to you and your family.

    I agree with Tammy . . . Congrats Al on Graduation.

    Nice picture.

  5. The late, great Warren Zevon recorded two albums about his diagnosis of cancer and facing the end. They were titled "Life'll Kill ya" and "My Ride's Here."

    The first had a song called "My Shit's Fucked Up" where the doctor tells him "Your shit's fucked up" and "The shit that used to work, it don't work now."

    "My Ride's Here" is just that idea that Tammy and Alice hit on here. The graduation. The trip to... where ever. Time to go... My Ride's Here. If I was going to be buried, I'd want that on my tombstone.


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