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Jags I'm sorry to hear about your loss, you're in my thoughts and prayers. I can't imagine being kicked in the teeth like you have been, reading this has brought me to tears. I'm sure it's going to take plenty of time to get even close to being "right". Take the time you need and don't rush yourself.
Jags- my deepest sympathies. When the time comes, you have many sympathetic ears here., ready to listen to you.
When I lost my son 16 yrs. ago, strangers were the ones that gave me some perspective. We'll be here for you, when you want.
also- Tommyknocker's IPA doesn't give you a hangover, but ButtHead-Boch does.
Stay strong.
need to get away, fly into Bangor and FFJ will pick you up and bring you up here for some snowmobiling. I'll have to lead, that damn firefighter gets lost up here.
You've had a rough ride. Don't know how you're doing it.
need to get away, fly into Bangor and FFJ will pick you up and bring you up here for some snowmobiling. I'll have to lead, that damn firefighter gets lost up here.
You've had a rough ride. Don't know how you're doing it.
Wotcha talking about Willis . . . my last ride of the year I left from Washburn, headed up the ITS all the way to Frenchville and then worked my way back down . . . still had plenty of juice left so I looped out to Portage before returning to Washburn . . . fantastic day ride . . . and then managed to give a "hitchhker" a ride back to his truck in Houlton (where the new Grammys will be going) after his sled burned up.
On the serious side . . . truly wish we could be with Jags physically and not just here on the Internet . . . I cannot even imagine the pain he is going through . . . wish I could just clap him on the shoulder and tell him we're here for him.
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