Tuesday, August 21, 2012. First, I need to apologize to those that have checked back here to see how my dad - and our family - was doing throughout this fight against the mesothelioma, only to see nothing updated since we last returned to Boston. The plan was to go through multiple chemo treatments back here in Muskegon - with the intent to return in three months to see if the tumor has diminished enough to try the surgery once again.

The Other Side of the Brain. This post is going to be short and sweet. The message is simple, sometimes poems are great fun to say out loud. The sounds and rhythm are a pleasure to utter. Do yourself a favor and read this one out loud. This darksome burn, horseback brown,. His rollrock highroad roaring down,. In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam. Flutes and low to the lake falls home. Of wet and wildness? .

ma purtroppo a fine giornata , dopo 8 ore passate davanti al PC , la sera la voglia di scrivere non è molta. anche se di cose da dira ce ne sarebbero molte. Intanto adesso finisco il racconto lasciato in sospeso. La malga ha un portico, noi due teloni , il mio 3x4 più altro telo trasparente . si decide e chiudiamo il portico. fatto perlomeno la notte non dovremo temere per il vento.

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