The rest is not my story to tell, but this is: last week, when I spent the first three and a half days pretty much flat out in bed, on that fourth day when I was just barely functioning but at least up after noon, I found myself randomly doing a google search and finding something that surprised me. The very first item.

Which was nice, and hey (passing it along to the relevant person) you might be interested, I said.

Having no idea the context into which that email would fall nor how greatly both it and the timing of it would matter.

We talked on the phone tonight and I said, Dad’s still looking out for you.