Dear family and friends,

Last Thursday and Friday were Nora’s last chemo treatments with this cocktail. In two weeks she starts a new round. There is no change in diagnosis, there is no outcome prediction. This is truly Limbo, a description apropos to the Easter season, the Resurrection. I remember as a kid, being raised in the Catholic faith, I aspired to “Limbo” because I was sure, when St. Peter looked at my “permanent record” I was in trouble. If I ended up in Limbo, at least I had a chance at the big time.

Limbo. In the Divine Comedy, Limbo was Dante’s first circle of hell.

It is no “hell” here. Rains and cold have succumbed to rains and sun. Last Thursday, there was an almost invisible hint of leaves on the hickories that surround us here on Boyd Creek. Today, the drama (musical?) of nature began in earnest with leaves in miniature. We will soon have shade.

Everyone in the chemo room at Lewis Cancer Center in Savannah, was proud of Nora. Other than being tired and finding food rather tasteless (thank God for Ensure), she’s come through this first stage of chemo well, with plenty of sleep. All the nurses know “Nora.”

We had a special treat this weekend. Nora’s youngest sister, Kathryn, came down from Pickens, SC to help with pruning and other yard work and to be with her sister. For those of you who don’t know my bride, she is a very private person. She does not like attention shown her. She is NOT shy or unloving. She just has her own agenda and is dealing with this condition in her own way, which can be tough for those who love her most.

An added benefit to Kathryn’s visit is she is definitely a “photog.” Below are photos she “daringly” took along the banks of Boyd Creek. She also included our two animals, Tybee and Bob. Take a look at what we see living here on “The Ridge.” There are hundreds more.

Paul