Today I learned that my mother was diagnosed with alzheimers and dimentia while I was listening to other peoples problems with their fucking cars. I now have to sit there and watch my mother loose her mind. She will not see my kids grow old nor see her great grandchildren. If she does she won't know who they are. I don't think I'm handling very well right now. I'm not looking for an outpooring of sympathy, Just wanted to get this off my chest. Thank you for understanding.
On the starting note, My son is in the third grade. His teacher asked them to do a report on anything they wanted. He chose to do his on the history of Triumph motorcycles. Every kid in his class asked him what a Triumph is. It made my heart thaw when he told me about it. Glad to see that tomorrows youth is falling in love with the Triumph history, the motorcycle and what it means to love the sound of a triple. (sorry to the twin lovers)
I will still be there just maybe a little more somber.

"Sometimes ya' gotta hold a candle to the devil."