December 24, 2001
I wrote the Annual Report this morning while listening to KC- a total departure from tradition, which requires holiday music. The year in review looked slightly bleak and empty, though it was rather the opposite, it's just that everything significant happened in the second half. Truthfully, I was barely alive the first half of 2001. Dave's decision to leave me left me paralyzed for weeks, crippled for months. It wasn't until June that I came back to life. Helen told me tonight she was worried about me back then - I didn't know it looked so bad to anyone but myself.