It was a hard ride today, with a long climb early and head winds late. We rode through and past some beautiful mountains but I didn’t see or appreciate it much. Literally moments before we departed I got a text from my niece telling me that my older brother Bob died this morning after a long bout with cancer. Bob was a great musician, an Eagle Scout, a bit of a hooligan in his youth, and a man who served his country with great pride, first as an enlisted soldier in the Army and then in a civilian capacity supporting other soldiers. He’d been in the hospital for a good long stretch, battling pneumonia then learning of a devastating new cancer diagnosis. Given his health and long battles with other cancers, they offered him hospice, or a treatment that might help, or that might kill him. A 50/50 shot. He chose to fight. But then, Bob liked to fight. He fought kids in school. He fought our parents as a teenager. He fought neighborhood bullies (one time, memorab
Yes! Well-frigging done, my friend.
ReplyDeleteWell, now what am I going to read to fall asleep every night…?
ReplyDeleteCan only imagine the range of emotions - congratulations David on an amazing journey! Beers on me, stories on you when you return! Congrats again…
ReplyDeleteHallelujah!!! That victory photo is definitely worth 1,000 words!!
ReplyDeleteJust fabulous!! The pleasure has been all mine, “traveling along.” 🚴 gt
Well done!!
ReplyDeleteCongrats!
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