Amid strains of
"We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun",
The big fellow walks away from the jukebox toward the table Bombardier just dismounted. Accepting a hand from Capt. Zot he hoists himself up... CRASH ...oops. Sorry 'bout that. Dusting himself off, and wiping a tear away, he takes the hand of the former DoH.
"Tim, my friend, you have been a bulwark of civility, compassion, and character in this small circle of companions...and now we get to catch a glimpse of just how deep those foundations of caring are set. Yes, we will miss you in your absence from this place, but you will be ever present in our thoughts and prayers as you undertake this mission of mercy. May God bless you with safety, security and success as you reach out to you fellow man. We have been blessed this year to call you friend. Please keep in touch, if nothing else, have Toasted update us from time to time on your situation.
Until we meet again, mi amigo..."
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