Archive for June, 2008


Wednesday, June 25th, 2008

Me and the Three Wild Indians at Bandelier Sam and Charlie on Grandpa’s tractor Sam guiding on the river.  I dropped the throw-away camera in the water -thus the spots.  Good thing I didn’t bring our good camera on the river. Andy guiding on the river Andy jumping at Bandalier Sam climbing up to the […]

Numbers Update

Tuesday, June 17th, 2008

Wohoo! VMA 9.5 (down from 12) and HVA 15 (down from 46)  Isn’t perspective funny?  Six months ago I would have had a heart attack at 15 HMA and now I’m happy as a clam. Celebrating actually. Red blood is down to 8.3 and with one more day of irrino we may slip below 7.5 on our vacation.  […]

We’re Off

Monday, June 16th, 2008

After a big Father’s Day Breakfast, homemade cards from Sam and Andy and an hour of basketball at the park, Neil hopped on a plane to Vermont yesterday for meetings today and tomorrow with Drs. Sholler, Durden, Brown, and Meryl Whitmer,  Paul Brunskow and Pat Lacey.  No need to comment on the different facets of fatherhood […]

The Tale of Two Cities

Wednesday, June 11th, 2008

In Normal City we are rushing around doing all of the end of the year stuff for Sam.  He a puppet show in class yesterday, he was the narrator and the snake in “The Tortise and the Hare. “  He did a great job and we all went to see it.  Today is the summer birthday […]

Guess Who Won at Bowling?

Saturday, June 7th, 2008

 Just a quick update, just wanted to post these pictures, they made me laugh because someone has his hands up in practically every picture Alex’s mom showed me from bowling. We started chemo again this morning.  Basketball “draft” was last night. Sam and Andy both did really well and Charlie threw a football into the middle […]

Quote of the Week

Wednesday, June 4th, 2008

Last week after the CT scan Sam and I went out to lunch together at Konos.  Konos is a little surf shack right on the boardwalk with one of the best breakfasts (and lunch) in town for not much money and basically smack dab on the edge of the Pacific Ocean.   You wait in line to […]