Get well, old friend

I just learned today that my old friend and occasional debating partner, The Whited Sepulchre has been diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor of some type, and is scheduled to undergo brain surgery on Friday. From what he and others have said on Facebook (I hate that Facebook is now a venue for this sort of thing) the prognosis isn't particularly rosy, but I refuse to reflect on what that could mean.

I saw him last Sunday after church from across the sanctuary; I hadn't seen him there in quite some time so I pushed through the exiting throng to say hello. It struck me at the time that he didn't seem quite himself...a little more subdued than usual. He mentioned a writing project he was thinking about starting then we agreed that we needed to get together and do some pickin' and grinnin' again in the near future and then parted.

Today I saw a friend post something about his upcoming surgery and I was struck dumb.

We didn't always agree (read: rarely)  but we always enjoyed talking  -- he considered me a potential convert. I would show up at the monthly Tarrant County Libertarian Party beer and cigar gatherings as the token Democrat and let his loyal blog followers meet the person they roundly condemned as a socialist/liberal/left-wing devil. It was great fun.

Before embracing Libertarian politics, The Whited Sepulchre was a seminary student - for a while, anyway - and he took that evangelic zeal to his new-found political cause.

Okay - I'm not about to turn this into an obituary or eulogy. 

Just do what you do that passes for prayer - whether "keeping in your thoughts," "sending good vibes," or, what the hell, saying a prayer for him. 

Sounds like he could use it.

Get well, old friend.






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