Ok, Joy, stop hogging the sympathy! My poor neglected westy has been
sitting in the driveway for 5 days waiting for me to recover from what
may be walking pneumonia. Just walking up the driveway from the mailbox
gets me winded and feeling like  an old geezer! Fifty is too young for
geezerdom status! Sheesh, I was running 4-5 miles several times a week
prior to this! Not only that, a good friend of almost 30 years just
died of a cancerous brain tumor. The last photo I have of her is one
that her hubby shot of the 2 of us in front of the VikingWagen in San
Francisco just after her 3rd brain surgery. Other than that, life is
fine, Oh yeah, I forgot about the divorce and my aging parent issues
(mom has Alzheimer's or some kind of dementia, but she won't see a
doctor).

I don't mean to one-up you Joy, really. And I don't want to sound like
I am complaining either. Life could be worse! I have many good friends,
a wonderful 16 year old daughter who just dropped by with some cough
medicine and food, a nice roof over my head, a heater that works, the
sun is shining strong today and there are a bunch of very cool people
out there all over the world who share more than just a passion for
their old busses. It's nice to be a part of this group of fine people.

Keith O.
90 Westy Syncro "VikingWagen"
Past VeeDubs in the family
1984 Westy "Brownie"
1980 PU diesel
1979 Rabbit
1963? 23 window Splitty
1965 Bus
1969 Bus
1959 Bug