Free at last, free at last, good God almighty I’m free a last…  

I’m out of the hospital and out of rehab and into my own house finally… Been gone just about a month.  But because of my damaged heart and bladder I spent most of today with a urologist and a cardiologist…  Don’t know how long I’ll hafta do that, but I think I’ll be doin’ heart stuff the rest of my life…  Hell, I’m 89…  No big deal.

Anyway I’m home.  No longer with a catheter and bag of pee attached to me so you can invite me anywhere and I won’t offend anybody… well, no more than usual.

Just thought I’d letcha know I’m okay and in my own house with my loving wife and puppy…  

Thanks for your kind thoughts and expressions of concern.  I am blessed to have such friends, and I’m constantly aware of my good fortune to have friends like you.  When we sort out our riches, it’s friendships we value most.  Especially after a scare.

Thanks again….   bb