I want to devote this post to an emergency my family had to go through the past few days. Last Saturday, just as I was coincidentally adding my last post to this blog, I received a voice mail message from the eldest of my two sisters. Our stepfather was rushed to a hospital in Ohio with what was determined to be a stroke.
A small bit of background first: My stepfather, who is in his mid-70s, has been an over-the-road truck driver in one form or another for most of his life. It could be logs, food, corrugated cardboard: You name it, Dad more than likely hauled it from coast to coast or border to border. In recent years, Dad has done less of the 18-wheeler thing and more of small transport tasks, including what he had finished last Friday, transporting a large boat for winter storage.