Sometimes life can really be the pits no matter what you say or do and you don't know which way, or when, it will go.

I've
known Michael for a few years and I have always seen him as a 'drama
queen' who needed the world to revolve around him. He had some tall
tales to tell and being an ex-liar I knew when he was lying which was
most of the time. Yes, I know you aren't suppose to speak bad of the
dead but it is all part of the story. On Tuesday Michael jumped in front
of a train. He had been having a rough time the past 2 years and
Phillip who has always been there for him had finally had enough. He had
seen him through cancer, through money problems, through 2-3 years of
seizures every and any where, totaled 3-4 cars and, in general, cheated
everyone he came in touch with.

Even
to the end he lied--it is hard to explain this but he was, supposedly,
62 when he died this week--everyone said how young he looked for his age
and, yes, how good looking he was. It turns out, after talking to his
father, that Michael was only 41 and looking at that he didn't look good
at all for his age. Phillip who has known him for 15 years started
thinking of all the things he had told him--about schools he went to,
jobs he had, being in prison for a white collar crime, having thousands
of dollars in overseas banks that he couldn't get to yet--along with
everything else he claimed he started collecting Social Security this
year!

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Last
week I bumped into Jerry at the mail boxes. I have known him since the
late 80s and he has been very nice to me since I moved in here in 1999.
He was an excellent trainer of dogs, always having one, loving them and
recently added a cat to his household. He had just come from the doctor
and been diagnosed with, I thought, was gallbladder cancer but since
then has been told it was bladder cancer--I won't profess to know the
difference. I had heard that he went to the hospital on Friday (last
Friday) and was suppose to come home Wednesday but so far he hasn't. He
looked bad and I am hoping against hope that he is okay and will
definitely call him tomorrow or find out what is going on.

I
just received word that Jerry is still in the hospital, his sister is
coming down and they are looking into hospice care in his apartment.

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On
the other hand I did get to see the touring company of "South
Pacific"--for a sneak preview, if you just can't wait to read my review
(and it helps me if you click on the review) go to 
www.broadwayshowbiz.com  or  www.corinescorner.com to read it.

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On the good or bad side??? He is still stalking me!!!! No, I won't let him catch me--YET!

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