by Chris McKeon » Tue Jun 29, 2021 6:46 am
Hello Bob and all the other Hawkes up there in the Sky:
You say that you have a Condor 330? Boy at 330 Square feet, it must be like Flying a Big old Marsh mellow. But I will be feeling ecstatic, euphoric, No doubt I will be experiencing total Avionic Bliss the moment my feet first leave the ground. You know, no You could not know how good it will Feel for my Feet to leave the Ground for the First time in currently it has been 11 Years. Well I can not How I will feel. In My small, Measly Life, this Comeback that I have been undergoing has been better, far, Far, FAR BETTER than flying My Predator 500 Miles XC. And to think that about 10 and a Half Years ago My sister Kathleen was told by My attending Doctor who was responding to My Sister requesting that I would get an MRI performed on My left Shoulder. Well this Doctor while He lifted my Left Arm by the wrist, please note for I was in a comma at the Time. Well this worthless, insensitive, Cruel, POS, said to my Sister: "Why Bother, You can't have a conversation with a Potato" .
Upon hearing what this Doctor had said to My Sister, and knowing that my Brother John was in the Room at the Time. My Father said to My Brother: "You heard what that Doctor said about your Brother, and you did not Smack that Doctor. I would have slugged Him, I would have gone to Jail" MY Father said to Me regarding what I should do after I was fully recovered. My Father said to Me; ""When you are able to, you need to go find that Doctor and Beat His a**". No I could most likely I could beat that Doctors a** today I could. But it would be far more satisficing to Beat that Doctors Brain. I should go find Him and ask Him to Play Me a Game of Chess. I play Chess very Well, Today I play Chess well. I am talking about now since I was so injured. Brain Damage though is a tuff deal to overcome.
Well this is enough of my rambling, yes I need to get on with my Morning work-out. Good By everyone.