Wednesday night – dream

I spent last night in my friend Scott’s hospice room… He was asleep the whole time so I don’t even think he knew I was there. But it’s all good being there for him.

Last night I had an amazing dream about Sam it was so real. In my dream I had had What I thought was an amazing idea about some sort of auction platform that people would use as part of in person conferences. I was experimenting with it on some sort of device when Sam… Maybe seven or eightyears old Came in… I was so surprised and so happy to see him but I couldn’t stop hugging him.… He and I walked into another room was full of school desks and we started making something and I was trying to find Dianne to show her that I had found Sam… ‘Diane came over and I was trying to explain how cool it was that Sam was here… And he gave me this funny kind of exasperated look and said “dad I’m always here”… I woke up laughing and crying Kinda… In Scott’s room. It was a really cool and mysterious moment

Please keep scott and his family in your hearts for the next couple of days

Nite all, nite sam

-me

Tuesday night – here now

Ihellow from the McClure respite house in Colchester Vt. My friend scott is here finding some rest as he winds down his life . I’m spending the night here with him .. just because I can

This is beautiful spot for scott . I’m

Sad and glad to be here with him

Nite all, nite sam

-me

Monday night )delayed) – closer to now

Again I’m

Writing a delayed Post From the hospice room of my good friend scott .. I’m closer to now , now

Monday UFRJ was good and interesting. We had our first face to face Parking advisory committee meeting . We were I. Town hall and we actually had members of the public there ! . Diane did a wonderful job of running the meeting..

One of the cool things about meeting in the town building is that we got a close up of the bell that used to ha g in ur house .. it now hangs on the town building

yq

More from tomorrow, today:-$

Nite all, nite sam

-me

Sunday night (delayed) – hang out day

I’m writing from Tuesday night trying to remember what Sunday was like . It’s kind of nice realizing that I dont remember what I did that day. I just remember it was peaceful.

I’m writing from the future .. a very different day that .. next Tuesday night actually. I’m spending the night in the hospice room of my friend scott . It’s peaceful here too, but in a very different way

Nite all, nite sam

-me