Cheryl was very supportive through this period of my life. When she came home and found me frantic in my desperation about something as silly as a job she yelled at me. “Yell” is my term for her showing a great deal of concern. She was very worried about me. I was stuck in my own bad situation and needed to get out of it.

Looking back through the lens of thirty years it is easy for me to notice how I slowly let myself get trapped in an untenable situation. That will not happen again.

Carpe Diem.