I Think If I Had Been Writing

I Have Vertigo. Vertigo Makes It Feel Like The Floor Is Pitching Up And Down. Things Seem To Be Spinning. It's Like Standing On The Deck Of A Ship In Really High Seas.

Dignity Is As Essential To Human Life As Water, Food, And Oxygen.

Finally, I Wish To Remember The Millions Of Allied Servicemen And Prisoners Of War Who Lived The Story Of The Second World War. Many Of These Men Never Came Home; Many Others Returned Bearing Emotional And Physical Scars That Would Stay With Them For The Rest Of Their Lives. I Come Away From This Book With The Deepest Appreciation For What These Men Endured, And What They Scarified, For The Good Of Humanity. It Is To Them That This Book {unbroken} Is Dedicated.

Such Beauty, He Thought, Was Too Perfect To Have Come About By Mere Chance. That Day In The Center Of The Pacific Was, To Him, A Gift Crafted Deliberately, Compassionately, For Him And Phil. Joyful And Grateful In The Midst Of Slow Dying, The Two Men Bathed In That Day Until Sunset Brought Is, And Their Time In The Doldrums, To An End.

My Illness Is Excruciating And Difficult To Cope With. It Takes Over Your Entire Life And Causes More Suffering Than I Can Describe.