Wednesday, September 11, 2002

I'm really beginning to miss Mary Beth, Pugslie,Mike,G,Sharon, and Billy right now... It really hits home. I played for a service at my church tonight, where we have two families who lost someone on 9/11. I couldn't get through the opening hymn, You Are Mine by David Haas (help me, church people) without filling up and having tears stream down my face. I watched the towers fall on TV last year and held up reasonably well, but today just did it to me. Sorry about the rapid-fire e-mails Doc. This is a special circumstance, my good friend. I look forward to winding your kids up to umsurmountable heights before I leave for Cinci after visiting you this coming summer. You are my good friend. I promise to never end an e-mail without telling you ALL that from today forward.

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