I spoke to one of my best friends on the phone tonight. It was obvious. He talked of getting together for a meal out at the pub when he gets better but it was obvious. I could hear it in his voice. He is not well, plain and simple. Two rounds of cheemo and now cheemo pills and he can't make it to the curb and back without resting at the curb.

I tried to regale him with a few old stories of mine that he hadn't heard before and I got a few chuckles out of him but they were tough to pull. At the end of the conversation I said something I have never said to a buddy... "I love ya Reggie... you are one of the finest men I have ever known." He said "You too. When these cheemo pills do their job we'll get out for an ale and a scoff."... but it was obvious.

Whaddya say?

Sorry... just venting. Didn't mean ta bring ya down. But, if anyone has any good advice, I'd appreciate hearing it. I ain't so good at this kinda thing.