I know I have been AWOL for a long time.  My life filled the plate and then
flowed over in spades.  My computer committed suicide plus my father started
failing--several trips to Alabama--and the flares to go with it.

My father--as Squirrely told you--passed away very quietly May 22.  Somehow
it seems that the sun is not as bright and the earth is spinning slower in
space.  He was almost 87--had served in the Army-WWII, Korea, Vietnam, the
Cuban Missile Crisis (was on one of the blockading ships) and well--he was
my hero--He died of complications resulting from cancer caused by Agent
Orange.  He will be buried at Arlington with full military honors in August.

Physically I am not so good--flarey as I went to Alabama this time with just
so much meds and overstayed--so I am doubled up on Pred.  and trying to get
back on schedule and get this flare under control--plus do all that is
needed at such times--

I can use all the crying towels I can get as the tears seem to erupt at
random moments and triggered by seemingly innocuous things like passing the
cereal in the he store and remembering what he always ate for breakfast.

Thank you for all you love and support.

Pax,

Alix

               This is the day that the Lord has made.
                        Let us rejoice and be glad!!