We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
A dear old pal who lives in NYC sent me a box of very nice seegars to comfort me after the sudden death of my Mom in February.
Even though he is getting married (finally) this weekend in California to some sexy young babe, he took the time to do the same to comfort me for my Dad's death (he knew my Dad) last week. Pleiades and Avo Classics.
When you're too old to suck your thumb, and find yourself a sudden orphan, an Avo helps. Thanks, and Mazel Tov, old pal.
You are not now, nor have you ever been an "orphan". You were and I believe you continue to be--a much loved son! Mom has been gone for nine years now--she is still with me and I still feel her presence sometimes--there is something . . .