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Ok I lied

I was supposed to get back in the saddle and tell you nice folk all
about funny things that happen to me. Bit today wasn't that day.

I could blame it on Steve Jobs of Apple giving his yearly keynote that
I had to cover. Bit that was more a want than have to.

Don't take my advice.

That is the real reason I am not writing today. You see, the last guy
that took my advice killed himself over the weekend. Yeah, no kidding.

You might recall the kid on my soccer team whose mom died of cancer. I
reached out to his dad offering what little advice I could, things I
wished my dad had done or said.

Anyhow, seems his sorrow was too deep and he shot himself at his wives
grave site. Leaving behind three kids including one in Reagan's class.

We found this out yesterday and we have talked with Reagan.

I am still a bit freaked. I just saw the guy on Thursday at a thing a
Reagan's school. We exchanged dad like pleasantries. He looked somber
but after sharing something like I did, I was a bit awkward around him.

So that is it. It is not you. It is me.

Just don't take my advice.

Sent from my iPod

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