Three years ago on this date, a doctor took my heart out of my chest, I think he stomped on it, then put it back and called it a triple bypass. Too bad I had 4 blockages but what the hey. Eight years ago in February, my friend Bill died. His son, Glenn, told me that he guessed that I knew I was now his dad. Six years ago on this date, Jeff and I had to tell Glenn's mom that it was time to turn his life support off. And today, I get trolled by Wes Mitchell. 2015, 2018, 2021. Think I see a pattern so in 2024 on July 18th, I'm staying in bed all day.
