First, you had to be there. Well, at least you had to read HERE.
OK. Yesterday LG brought me the mail, in which appeared a free magazine to which I have subscribed since being afflicted with WTF Disease. And right there on the cover of the magazine was . . . well, if you read that previous post, you know who it was. And you know what I said when I saw him.
Last night, when I showed Jif, his response, upon seeing the mag from a distance was, “Aw, see, don’t you feel bad now, the guy has Tourette’s.”
“He DOES NOT! The article’s not about his illness, it’s about his mom’s MS. Geez!”
This morning I read the article. Well-written, compassionate, inspiring.
In it, he says, “She taught me to always follow my motherfucking dreams. She’s my motherfucking hero.”
And in describing a favorable response to one of her treatments, she says, “To be able to walk again is a motherfucking miracle.”
The apple doesn’t fall far.