I'm sorry about that Alice. I have too. In the years before I met Karen, I was in a job with a company that kept me "on the road" almost 24/7. I shared a home in Nashville with a couple who were like brother and sister to me so being gone wasn't a problem. But every once in awhile it just sweeps over you like a flood........."Geez, tomorrow is Christmas and I'm, uh......where?"

I remember one Christmas when we had planned something that I really wanted to be home for and as I started back to Nashville from Chicago, whatever could go wrong did. Bad roads from the plant to O'Hare, late flights, cancelled one then took a multi stop flight that was supposed to be in Atlanta by 3PM. I won't go into details but at 4AM I was on the subway thru Hartsfield hoping to make a 6AM flight to Nashville. I was standing there holding the stanchion and looking across at a guy who looked exactly like me.........3 piece suit, tie pulled down, attache case in one hand and leather 2-suiter over his shoulder, dark circles under his eyes..........After a moment of appraising each other I said, "Great life huh?" He grinned weakly and nodded his head.

I'm not 100% sure but I think it was then and there I would look for the first available landing to get off the corporate ladder, which I did. It was the first step back to my currrent level of insanity and its been great ever since.


Spaw