A Message From My Dad

Just shy of two weeks ago, I flew to Orlando, FL in order to be with and help out my Dad and Stepmom while he underwent a tricky surgical procedure to fix a hole in the wall of his heart.

I'm glad to say that he's on the mend and doing well. Except for that minor annoyance known as Hurricane Frances. Obviously, my prayers are with all of yours, not only for him, but for everyone in Florida.

The winds from this storm are a bit lighter, but it's duration over land and quanity of rain are far, far greater. While giving prayers of thanksgiving that southernmost Florida dodged the bullet, lets not forget that the lands North of Miami are being pummeled for the second time in less than four weeks.

So, while Dad and Dodie are hunkered down in the stout cottage which is their castle, I thought I'd take this opportunity to pass along an open-letter he wrote by way of thanking y'all for your kindnesses while he was in dire straits.

OPEN LETTER TO: All that were kind enough to use Jim's SOTW blog to graciously wish for me a safe procedure and rapid recovery. You number so many; I felt I could not answer each one individually with any journalistic synergism.

I am reduced to being essentially "speechless". I can think of no single word, sentence, or for that matter, a paragraph that expresses just how I feel. Appreciative of your prayers, yes. However it goes beyond that. Proud that you consider Jim such a friend that you consideration spills over on-to his father,{me}. It goes beyond that.

In my stumbling way, I can only say. In body, I know none of you. In spirit, I feel as if I have known all of you for the last 20 years of my life. 20 years ago, I reached the conclusion that there REALLY is a God. Not only that, but he loved me, sinner that I was and am. That overwhelmed me.

For only the second time in my life, I have been overwhelmed. Gentlemen & ladies, I love you, one and all. You are wonderful.

Until you disavow any knowledge of me, I shall gleefully call all of you MY BLOGGERS!~

H. W. "Harry" Seigler.

I'm contiunally amazed at how smart that old-man got since I was fourteen. Funny how it works that way, ain't it?

And if I missed replying my thanks to any of you who wrote, please forgive me, and add my thanks to my Dad's.

Thank you, one and all.

Comments

[Bob Baird]

Jim -

He sounds good. Again, if they need anything don't hesitate to call on me. You've got the number.

Bob

[Guy S.]

Glad to hear he is on the mend, and his castle good and strong.

[Joel (No Pundit Intended)]

What a wonderful man!

[Emperor Misha I]

I'm overjoyed to hear that my (and countless others') prayers were answered, and I ask you to convey my love and best wishes to your dear dad.

G-d listens, He always does.

G-d Bless You and Yours.

[John]

Jim,
Kathy and I are glad to hear your father is doing well.

John

[Marcus]

Hey "W"....good to see you're at the keyboard and doing well! Tell Jim to give ME those cigars from now on instead of to you!

[Juliette]

Glad to know you're doing well! Prayer works.

[Val Prieto]

Exelente, Jim.

[mostly cajun]

Glad to hear good news...

It's good to have Dad around... enjoy your time with him...

And I hope he's here for many happy years to come...

[Da Goddess]

I'm so very glad to hear he's safe!

[Anna]

Glad to hear that your dad is on the mend. Prayers seem to work every so often.