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August 17, 2026
Happy Anniversary Tristan and Susie.
Every time I look back at Augusts I'm amazed at how much life dissolves during the 8th month of the year each year. I think I spend most Augusts disassociated. I wonder if that Has always been true. I know that all of my early trips to Europe as a kid were in June and July and therefore Augusts were near home. August 1968 started in Berkeley and ended with my arm squashed by a car. I saw Jimi Hendriks with my arm in a cast in Bridgeport and then went back to school without the use of a right arm. The following year we went to Woodstock. And yes, the world was dissolving.
Today I saw the GP. All I can tell you is that things look a lot better than they did a week ago. I have an appointment with the Urologist on Wed. morning. Things are falling into place and I am a little more energetic each day. There is reason to be hopeful tonight.


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