Friday night – stop and smell the pine tress

Greetings from Multounborough New Hampshire. I’m at my friend Craig’s lake house with my friends  from Father’s Forever.. FF is a group of Boston area dad’s brought together by the shared experience of having a child that died. I’ve been to one of their meetings down in the Boston area.. and from that I became their webmaster. Now after tonight.. i think I’m a member of the club.

We’ve had  a wonderful evening.. sharing stories and experiences… There’s no way to describe how good it is to be with folks that at least have a glimpse of what one another are going through.   We talked all night… did some fireworks. ran the tesla coil. and generally made mischief.

It’s now  about 1:30 in the morning.. and I need to be on the road at 7AM in order to meet lester in Concord to pick up the shirts..  for the Sam Jam ( Sat. Night 6-9PM  at Talent)  then drive to St. Albans to watch Gabe’s lacrosse game.

It’s too late to write much.. let me just put in this one amazing story.. we were sitting around the table at the end of dinner talking about our children.. I was talking about Sam when the wine glass I’d filled a few minutes earlier spontaneously exploded… I man it just BLEW UP… with no one touching it…  No one knew what to make of it..but  I did..  Very cool, sam… very cool.

OK.. I must sleep.. here’s the sign above my bed in this beautiful place. Good words to heed…

Gnite everyone.. Gnite Sam
-me