My stitches are out and the skin cancer is gone.

I had gone to the Veteran's hospital in the early morning to get this done and was heading home. I stopped at a store and while shopping, I got a call by way of a phone tree that was trying to locate me to tell me that my close friend Phil Fox. (not a Mudcatter, but my singing partner in The Barnyard Prophets and regular Getaway participant)was on his way to that same hospital with symptoms of a possible stroke. Our friend Sara Hensler and Phil were supposed to go on a hike that day, and when she called, his speech was incoherent. She came and got him and took him down there. I turned around and went back down into D.C. and waited with Sara for awhile and when we were told that he'd be staying for awhile, I went back to the house where he lives and brought back some necessary items. Sara was going to stay overnight with him, so I stayed while she got HER necessary items. Phil still not having his glasses, I read excerpts from Kinky Friedman's guide to Texas Etiquite to him until Sara returned Sara stayed two nights until she had to leave on a trip. An angel of the highest degree.

He did have a stroke, and his speech and walking had been effected, but he was feeling better last night, so I brought him his glasses and his beloved Gurion guitar, and eight close friends swapped songs in the hospital room until visiting time was over. His memory and picking still weren't completely back, but were definitely getting there. I do not know when he will be able to go home. Further details can be found through my Facebook site.....