Hi Again Friends and Blog Readers of Bill Cady,

Having heard from only two of you on Bill’s emailing list that  plan on attending our get-together to remember Bill, we are moving the gathering to our house on the 20^th. Not much sense in spending $500 on the Oceana clubhouse.

We have a about 10 people that have RSVP’d and Sharon and I will be ready to accommodate up to 20 on the 20^th of April.  Same time, just a different place … our place.

New Address Info:

What: Bill Cady Memorial Celebration
When:  April 20^th.  10:30am – 1:30pm.
Where: Alex and Sharon Irving House
5245 Angelina Rd. Oceanside, CA 92056
760-414-1997

A Special Thank You

Special thanks to Cary Anderson for his donation to Bill’s gathering and his kind words.  We appreciate Cary.  Drinks are on you.

Important Reminder:

If you wish to drop me an email my email address is alex@beauty-pr.com.

Alex Irving

Dear Friends of Bill Cady,

Our apologies for the delay in getting back to you about Bill’s memorial celebration gathering.   Lots of reasons for that … but life has conspired.

After researching a number of options we believe best choice is the Oceana ‘clubhouse’ in Bill’s condo community where he lived both before and after his homeless years.  He liked the Oceana community. It was home to him. He felt safe there.

The March 30^th date was a poor choice on our part.  It’s the day before Easter and everything is booked including churches, etc.  L

Revised Info:

What: Bill Cady Memorial Celebration
When:  April 20^th.  10:30am – 1:30pm.
Where: Oceana Clubhouse, 550 Vista Bella, Oceanside, CA 92057

 How Many of You Plan to Attend?

If you are planning to attend, please send an email to Alex at alex@beauty-pr.com.   DO NOT reply via comment on the blog, or to this email sent from Bill’s computer.  We only fire up Bill’s computer every couple of weeks.

 We Could Use Your $ Help

We also ask, if you can and are willing to kick in to help us with the rental fee for the clubhouse, and some finger food, soda & coffee.

If so please send a check made payable to:  “Esche & Alexander, Inc.” to the address that follows.   Any funds remaining after expenses will be donated to Bill’s favorite local non-profit serving the homeless community, Interfaith Services http://www.interfaithservices.org/

Send checks to:

Alexander Irving
5245 Angelina Rd.
Oceanside, CA 92056
760-414-1997

Basic costs are:

Room Rental:     $200
Setup fee:           $35
Deposit:               $150 (but gets refunded if we don’t trash the place)
Food:                   ?

 Reminder:

Please reply via your direct email to Alex at alex@beauty-pr.com.

We look forward to hearing from you if you are planning to attend.  Donation not required.

Alex Irving and Rick Hodges

And Those of Us That Loved Him Will Miss Him Terribly

This is Bill’s friend Alex writing this last post for Bill here on atmyfriendsplace.com.

Bill Cady passed away peacefully at Tri-City hospital here in Oceanside, California on Saturday, November 17, 2012 at 5:30pm.

As you close readers of his blog know, from his later posts http://www.atmyfriendsplace.com/i-thought-i-was-making-a-dying-wish/  Bill started losing the use of his left arm and pretty much the whole left side.

Several trips to the emergency room revealed nothing. Systemically, Bill appeared fine and was released.  Dr. Bill Mitchell, his wonderful oncologist diagnosed over the phone that it could be a tumor in the brain and prescribed a steroid to reduce inflammation.  Indeed it turned out that be just that. It had sprung up quickly in his brain and was pressing on the motor area of his right lobe (affecting the left side).

The steroid provided great relief and was temporarily successful in returning Bill to the blog.

 He So Appreciated You

The week or so on the steroid gave him back the use of his left side and arm and he got to posting again (http://www.atmyfriendsplace.com/it-seems-my-friends-have-things-to-say-1/.) and being so grateful for your outpouring of support.  You made him feel so cared about.  He took it all in and it was so very important to him.  It was a precious gift you gave him.

Very suddenly, a few days before the weekend, Bill was hit with terrible abdominal pain.  Rick took him to the ER once again and a CT scan revealed his abdominal area was riddled with huge tumors that had not manifested themselves until they had destroyed intestine and one attached to and had perforated his stomach.  Surgery was not an option it all was so advanced.  Bill was admitted and made comfortable.   A blessed relief for Bill despite the fact he hated hospitals.  The pain part was over.

All of this happened very quickly.

Near the End

Rick Hodges, Bonnie Powell, and I had the privilege of spending time with Bill on Friday midday before his dose of hydromorphone was increased to ensure his comfort.  We had the time to share and remind him of our thoughts and love for him and he passed knowing how much he was loved, valued and respected by us and so many of you who have come to know him through his atmyfriendsplace.com blog, books, and list communications.

He often asked what he did to deserve the friendship and love he received from his friends and readers. We all know why, and told him  many times during his final days.  He was able to take it in and it gave him great peace.

Bill’s Driving Passion

I don’t have to tell those of you who have been reading his blog and/or his books, and/or his private communications to you, Bill’s life passion since becoming un-homeless 6 years ago has been to find ways to help those still ‘out there’ and homeless.

Although Bill was then finally comfortable in his new ‘digs’, he never lost the memories of his ­­homeless time during those 4 ½ years.  They continued to loom large in his experience.  This  blog was his way of helping those not as lucky as him and still on the ‘outskirts’ of our society and looked upon as ‘less than’ a human being.

That was huge for Bill.

900 Posts by Bill

For those interested, Bill wrote exactly 900 posts in the blog.  You can read any of them by clicking on ‘Archives’ by month beginning in November, 2009 when he became ‘un-homeless. Here’s a link to his first blog post: http://www.atmyfriendsplace.com/the-new-post-test.

For those of you who follow the blog closely know that Bill had two things that meant the world to him, Kadiak da Kodiak, his best friend while he lived in his car those years and moved into his new home with him, and his ‘Bill Cady – Human Being’ badge (cost him $80).

That badge was his conversation starter to discuss the homeless with strangers who asked. J  The badge is now on our coffee table … a conversation starter.

Kadiak is with Sharon and I now and we’ve formally adopted him.  We’re going to get him some papers.

The 20% ownership of our dog ‘Tate’ will always belong to Bill.  Here’s Tate showing Bill’s 20% side

You Can Carry On

Those of us closest to Bill here in Oceanside, California thank you all for making Bill rich in his last years.  It meant everything to him.  You can help fulfill his life wish by continuing to keep those who are homeless in your thoughts and prayers and occasionally … when you see someone homeless somewhere, go up, say hello, smile, maybe have a conversation, and maybe slip them a five or ten spot … and like Bill would, say, “You dropped this”.  Don’t miss that good experience. Take it from me.

Where from Here?

Rick and I are making his final arrangements for cremation this coming week.  We are also going to set things up so his book sales work even harder to raise money to help the homeless.  We will call upon you later on via this blog and private email from Bill’s lists to help us in the task.  Bill would like that.

Rest in Peace, Bill.

A Memorial Will Be Held

We will communicate with you in the near future when we have a plan for a private memorial gathering to celebrate Bill’s life.  He would love to see you all there.

As Bill always said …

I’m just sayin’ …

Sometimes a screw-up is a good idea. Here’s an example.

My body clock is on Hong Kong time.  When it’s 6:45 p.m. today in San Diego, it’s 11:45 a.m. tomorrow in Hong Kong. Works for me, getting up on Hong Kong time. “Mornings”, as most people see ‘em, are an outright waste of time in my point of view. I’d prefer being asleep and getting up when it feels right. As a result, I’m often still working when what you see as “morning” shows up. Say 6:00 or 7:00 a.m., whereupon I head to bed. Somewhere between 1-4:00 in the afternoon, I awaken and get started. With no pet to take care of and no woman in my life requiring my time and attention, I don’t need to worry about allocating my time. Instead, I work in the dark, quiet hours of a comfortable night, then trundle off to bed to enjoy a deep, comfortable sleep.

You meet different people in those off hours. The young man who delivers my San Diego Union-Tribune is named Ethan. He’s been with me a few months. When I see him each day, circa 4:30-5:00 a.m., I greet him by name and he says “Hi”, or some variation. Ethan brings my paper and 3-4 other brands to my neighbors. On occasion, before I got to recognize the sound of his car, I’d hear the other guys come by to drop off varying newspapers, usually 30 minutes earlier or later.

Mistakenly, I’d greet them. They’d reply and a “new friendship” would begin in the dark, velvet hours. Not long after, without me saying a word, that guy would also come by and greet me before I could say a word. Positive human contact. A true blessing at no cost.

Homeless guys have a “butt kiss” trait. We offer friendly greetings to prove we’re harmless and seek only amicability. When my friends and I went to my bank the other day, I sat in the car while they went in to summon a banker. I added them to my accounts for convenience.  We saw a woman go in with a “complete collection of moving parts”. Very sexy. Before my buddies returned, she came swaying back to her car. A homeless guy came riding by on a bike and saw her in all her feminine profundity. Then, with brilliant panache and a flair of élan, he said, “Nice shoes”. It earned him a smile; no sneer.

The little things can make it all so worthwhile. Please keep the idea in mind and, the next time you have a chance to provide three seconds of kindness, try it. If that’s too much to ask, I feel sorry for you. If you make the endeavor, I’ll be proud of you.

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I’m just sayin’.

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There’ve been a few succubi in my life, it seems. A succubus is one of the most evil burdens a man can ever find. I always thought I was chasing them when, in reality, they were all out to capture and control me. Subtly. Undetectably. As it developed, something I finally caught on to in November 2002, what I thought I wanted most was what I needed least. In fairness, this can be considered yet another life lesson from me to you.

Just because you want something doesn’t mean you should get it. We all need to assess ourselves, particularly in that regard. All the countless gallons of booze I ingested over my lifetime only added to the oblivion. At the same time, it added to my problems by deferral as it compounded the unending troubles I was forced to deal with.

The cajillion cigarettes I’ve smoked never did me a helluva lot of good, but I’ve kept on buyin’ ‘em all these years, 48 so far. I’ve climbed to the top of the hill, then fallen all the way to the bottom.

Then I began climbing again. That’s the difference between a winner and a loser. I don’t quit. Ever.

Yet, the succubus has always been my surest, most definitive downfall.

One would think I’d've wised up a lot earlier to such a baleful nemesis. I could’ve saved incalculable pain and unhappiness for myself and so many others. The heartache and grief are all ominous debts that, by now, are largely paid. Still, a little common sense would’ve let me enjoy happiness during all those days of suffering and remedial actions.

Such a waste. A horrid, terrible waste.

Yet, I feel I’ve been chalking them off by sharing my history and the enormous costs paid to acquire ‘em. You, by reading these blogs, are helping me clear my account balance and I’ll always be grateful for it.

Those succubi have deviled me almost every day of my life. However, common sense and a little maturity are setting things in balance again for me. For a time, on a diminishing off-and-on basis the last few years, I even regretted the “loss”. If I had the common sense God gave a freakin’ goose, I’d've realized I was enjoying the good news every day I didn’t have a woman in my life. I even thought quitting the hounding activity cold turkey was a bad idea … until I finally saw what a blessing it became.

Ergo, I’ll get it on the record now so the world can see it. This month, circa the 15^th or 16^th, caps it at ten years since I’ve made love with any woman … officially. You girls won … right up until I stopped losing. I believe I’ll count that as one of my greatest victories. I finally broke up with my last succubus six days after Saint Patty’s Day, 2003 … seventeen weeks after “the last time”. Too damned bad I waited as long as I did, but it’s been a wonderful ten years now, when I can look back on it. In wiser retrospect.

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I’m just sayin’.

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Seems I’ve done that more than a few times lately … with “lately” emphasizing occasions over the last few months and, more pointedly, the last weeks. Specifically the last ten days or so. Imagine needing 2-3 minutes to turn over in bed. Imagine being unable to sit up in bed without difficulty … or, at all. Imagine needing the help of a friend to rise to your feet to use the bathroom. Or empty the urinal for you.

Worrying if you’ll fall during the trip and all the embarrassment and difficulty having that friend get you erect again. Worse, falling at night when there’s no one around to help you get up.

That happened to me, too. God love him, I called Rick and he was here in ten minutes. Got me up and back to bed. Kept telling me not to worry about it.

When you examine the most prized assets of your life, don’t ever forget your friends. They are your most prized possessions.

Imagine finally finding out why God put you into this life, then losing the ability to do what you were put here to do. At this stage, my “thing” is writing. I write these blogs. I do it for the homeless so they might benefit when you learn more about us. I’ll always be a homeless guy as long as there are legal Americans without a roof, a bed and food to eat. I do it for you so you can better understand us and we can all cope together.

I do it for me ’cause it’s my mission. This is the mission statement from the blog. I certainly hope you feel I’m living up to it. If not, please let me know by clicking here. Or, if you feel an accolade is due, I’m not disdainful in that regard. I see it as my own joyful duty to post these blogs every day, aiming for the results shown above. Telling you of the foolish things I’ve done these last 63 years, hoping you won’t repeat my mistakes. Every time you avail yourself of a life lesson by reading it here and don’t learn it the hard way, it cuts my cost in half. Soon, we may even have it down to manageable.

Around a week ago we had to borrow a wheelchair to get me to Rick’s car so I could see Bill “The Boy Wonder Doc” Mitchell in La Jolla. I was, again, at Death’s Door. Thanks to some POWERFUL steroids, I’m up and walking again, able to feed myself and be safely alone in my HOME. Remember, while I spent that 4⅓ years living in my car … 1,592 days and nights; four years, four months and twelve days … YOU had a bed, a home and regular meals. I didn’t. Now I do and I know more gratitude than I can hope to express.

Keep in mind you won’t always have the strength you have today. I can only pray you pay attention to that part of what I say, as well. To know what you SHOULD be doing and be unable to do it IS a brief sojourn into hell. It’s an incredible penalty and one of my most powerful wishes is it never happens to you. I recall one point where I had 44 days of blog posts written in advance. Then, just recently, I had nothing for eleven days. I forced myself to the keyboard to write this one and will continue doing it as long as I can. For all of us.

If you truly want to help, click this link and buy a book. It will only mean everything to me.

I’m just sayin’.

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For those interested, this is the steroid I was put on by Bill “The Boy Wonder Doc” Mitchell. The link tells all about it.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dexamethasone

Now I’ll give you still more of the comments I posted yesterday. It seems I have more than a few people who care about Bill Cady. Oh, and there’s a beautiful & expressive video at the bottom. I think you’ll enjoy it.

As I said, yesterday’s post contained a few of the comments I’m getting via e-mail. If you have any thoughts to share, you can click here to send them to me. I’d love to hear your feelings. Bill, here’s what I’d like to add to the pot.

Comment:

As you can tell, you do have many friends that love you or at least think highly of you.  Even when there is no one around you know God has you in his arms.  Our God never leaves us.  Glad to hear you are getting better.  Bill and I like all your friends are praying for you and we also know God does miracles. For God to forgive us of all our sins we must first forgive our enemies and anyone else that has wronged us.  We may not like what some people have done but we have to forgive. … Your sister, Shirley Bailey

Comment:

I did write an email response to you a day or two ago, but didn’t write here, but will remind you again that you are in my prayers.  I’m heartened to hear of your improvement, and with you, I give God the glory.

Hugs and blessings,

Coralee

Comment:

What’s going on now Bill?  I pray that you are going to be ok!  Please keep strong! We are praying for you, and prayer is VERY POWERFUL!!!

Diana Rapport

Comment:

Bill, Yes I voted for Romney, I just can’t figure out how anyone could vote for Obama but enough did. I think America’s being punished for turning her back on God, so we will see what else he can damage. My prayers are with you my friend as your battle with cancer continues.

Always Sondra

Rocky Spikes Comment:

Bill, I am sorry to learn about this setback.   It is very plain that you are, as you

say,  no quitter.  Do what you need to do to get yourself back on the path toward feeling better again.   Your blog is unique and you have given of yourself for many years to educate, to challenge, and to entertain many readers.    I hope very much that you will be back and feeling better very soon.    I am looking forward to many more enjoyable and thought-provoking blog posts from you!

“Rocky”

Comment:

Good! Now maybe your diet will improve and so will your fight with cancer, not to mention you will feel so much better! Maybe this was a wakeup call for you.

Sondra Bagnall

Comment:

Nothing’s changed, Bill.  You will beat it.  We know that.  Never forget … we get by with a little help from our friends … and the docs.  That’s how it works. Did you think that would be different for you?  That’s how all the folks out there beating it, do so.

Alexander Irving

Comment:

We have two boxes that we carry around with us all the time. I call them, God’s box and the worry box. I put everything in God’s box that I am willing to let go. It is as light as a feather. I am starting to learn how to take things out of the worry box that I had put in there so very long ago. I had learned that it does no good to hang on to these weights. The box only gets heavier. These things were given to us for a reason and to be offered up to God for Him to fix and for us to either learn or to teach. In the twilight time of my life I find no purpose in carrying these burdens and find I soon forget them if put it in God’s box. Just live life as best we can, praise God, love your friends and family and do what you can for others and leave the rest up to God. God bless my friend and be well.

Kathy

Comment:

Coming to grips with who we were before sobriety took root is the goal of many of the twelve steps.  Inventory, admitting, humility, amends, prayer & meditation, sharing ultimately lead to self-acceptance and self-discovery which installs understanding and the opportunity to change.

You have changed, Bill.  In the short time I’ve known you (7 years or so) the change has been nothing short of remarkable.  We met quite a while after your drinking ceased and I have been an informed observer so perhaps that gives me added vision.  The changes I’ve seen (as I said above) have been dramatic.  You are a good man.  I’m glad to have met you, and can call you friend.  Thank you for your contributions to my life.

Alexander Irving

Comment:

It really is nice to let him take control and know everything will turn out for the best, we shouldn’t rely on our own understanding but his! I can think of some people who put their faith right out there for everyone to see and were happy about doing it, Billy Graham is a recent one! I have looked in a person’s eyes and watched the little doors close when you start telling them about Jesus! They just have not had their eyes opened by the Holy Spirit, so they don’t get it. Some do get it and you can see an interest and a spark in their eyes and that is what it’s all about, giving people a chance to accept Jesus! Keep up the good work that you do so tirelessly for the homeless and know there is treasure in heaven waiting for you!

Sondra Bagnall aka Sweet Lucy

Praying for good news today for you.  You are a such a kind, compassionate, funny, wise – okay, okay, enough of the mushy stuff.  I’m hoping to read about a positive doctor visit

Jolene

Bill,

I will be praying for you for sure! You have overcome so much in  your life, you are quite the survivor. I refuse to give in to the idea that you will lose any battle you choose not to. The Lord has been with you and my prayer is that His spirit will continue to be with you and bring you peace. We will vote out Obama!

Fondly,
Patti

I’ll be praying that God will place his hand on you and heal you both body and soul!

Linda (Opdyke) Wilson

Harvey Shapiro (Olympic Doping Control Doc’s Novel, MORPHED, Predicts DNA Doping) wrote:

“Bill, we only e-connected, but as I sit in the Moores Cancer Center today I do feel a kinship with you, though my diagnosis has been downgraded from cancer to a genetic screw-up. Thinking about you a lot today, Harvey“

We will pray for good news. I just returned from taking my young friend, Cathy (age 41), on a bucket list trip. She was diagnosed with terminal cancer of the brain, liver, lung and pelvic bone. They gave her 3 months back almost 2 years ago. With treatment, love, good whole foods and prayers, she will celebrate her 42nd birthday with us next month. God works in mysterious ways – your life has been a blessing to many, I am sure. Marlee P. Shaw

Comment:

I’m praying that you have a lot more time.  Thank you for showing us all that compassion brings so much to everyone.  Those who are blessed to receive a kind word, or shoulder when needed most, get a little break from their pain.  Those who are waiting for some sort of comfort know that there still is hope that somebody out there cares.  Thanks for all the hope you give.

Jolene

well, and thank you as well!! You have added a lot of brainology in my life and such a treat to be one of your editor/readers. I’m sure this is just a temporary setback and you will be keying us again. We are praying hard for you and await your news on Thursday. Linda Sue

You’ll have good news. You’re tougher than this dumb illness. … Holly

Greg Mallett (Creator of BackStage Pen Ink) wrote:

“I ask for the great white light of God to but put Above, Around & through Bill Cady so that no negativity can penetrate his heart, mind, body, and sole. And so it is.” … Greg Mallett

Jean Spruill November 11, 2012 at 6:22 pm

My dear Bill, I cannot believe that you took time out to send me such a great birthday wish, but then, knowing you, yes I can. I am so, so sorry to read the news, keeping you in my prayers daily. Of course I pray for recovery, but more than that I pray and know that God has his hands on you and if He wants you, just know that my world at least has been the better for your friendship. Brumas will be sad not to share thoughts with Kadiak de Kodiak. Alex and Rick, you are obviously God-given gifts to Bill, my prayers and thanks will always be with you. I wish I wasn’t 3,000 miles away.
Thank you Bill, for listening to me when I was down, for talking sense into me and for your friendship. You will leave a small piece of you with me forever – alright a large piece – alright a HUGE piece (is that better?) – perhaps we will meet one day in a better place.
My love and prayers……….

Jean

10 Bill Cady November 11, 2012 at 6:29 pm

Tremendously kind words. 10Q. I believe our Father will bring me through this. He has more for me to do and I intend to take care of it.

Remember, boys and girls, it’s not over yet. Not only has the fat lady yet to sing, I haven’t even heard her clear her throat.

The “maybe there’s a God above” is the thought of Rufus Wainwright, the singer. In my book, there’s no “maybe”.

I’m just sayin’.

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From an uncommon perspective, it seems some people DO take notice when a man’s about to die … or everyone thinks so, anyway. Today, November 10^th, 2012, has been a tremendous uptick for me. Maybe it’s the steroids my oncologist has me on now. Maybe it’s all the prayers YOU’RE saying for me. Maybe it’s my prayers to our Father. Maybe it’s just having my faith at a level it’s never seen before.

I’m FAR stronger today. The semi-paralysis in my left arm and hand are practically gone by now. I’m eating better than I have in many months. There’ll be more to come now. The left arm and hand have kept me from any keyboarding the last couple weeks. However, it’s a lot better today, so I’ll make use of it.

Here are a few of the comments I’m getting via e-mail. If you have any thoughts to share, you can click here to send it to me. Bill, here’s what I’d like to add to the pot.

My dear friend:

My prayers for you are going up several times daily.  I truly hope the regimen the doctors have you on is making you comfortable.  Please thank Alex for his thorough update and his “sign off” (10Q); I really appreciate it.  Wish I could come down to see you, but I can’t.  Haven’t been able to get out of here since we arrived!  I still believe in miracles and hope you do as well.

Oh, you might be interested in knowing I’m a great grandma 3 times with another one on the way!  Doesn’t do me much good since they’re all in California!

Nancy Jorgensen

Well, don’t want to bore you with the happenings up here, but do want you to know you’re always in my thoughts.

Love ya’,

Nancy Bond

Sometimes, the time just comes. It is never easy but inevitable. We will pray for God’s, not Bill’s, will be done. Bill has been blessed with time to write and share his, sometimes not too palatable, personal trials, triumphs and opinions. As always, we wish him the best that can come of a very bad situation. He has lived a full and fuller life than most – God speed with his plans for the next one. Marley & Craig

My dear Bill-

If I said this was scary stuff, it would be an understatement.  But what does one say, Bill, at a time like this?  Of course I will pray for you.  I will pray mostly for God to be ever present in the forefront of your consciousness and embracing your heart and soul every step of the way up those stairs.

I am so grateful that God has put a couple of good buddies in your life.  I was thinking about you particularly this past week.  Now I know why.  I was thinking, it must be time for a haircut, preceded by “sex”. (These last nine years, since November of 2003, the last time I was “with a woman”, CJ and I have a hug when I get to her style salon and one as I leave. That’s my “sex life”). If your buddy is reading this to you, please explain what I meant there:)  Please keep me in the loop about all of this. Carol Joy Szytel

Xoxo

Hi Bill,

I have been wondering what was going on, and of course I was greatly concerned when I did not see new posts from you.  It is my hope — and I am sure the hope of a great many others — that you will soon be back with your wonderfully entertaining and very inspiring blog posts.

Even so, as you have often acknowledged, it is not what we want but what the higher power, call him the Father or the Man Upstairs, wants that is really important.    You are in my prayers, Bill.

You have done something truly admirable and unique by turning your homeless experience into an agent for opening people’s eyes and challenging them in a very positive way.  I can’t imagine that anyone who has read your blogs will look at a homeless person the same way.

Your thoughts have resulted, and will continue to result, in many people being treated more kindly and receiving a helping hand that would not otherwise have been extended to them.

We have agreed in the past that it is not the bad things happening to people, such as homelessness, etc., that are so important in the long haul; instead, it is what people do with any experience –good or bad –  that really counts.  It seems to me that your writing in general, and your blog in particular, confirm the wisdom of that point of view.

I don’t expect you to write back immediately because you need your strength for dealing with your current medical emergency.   I will be writing to you again soon.

Rocky

To all of you Blog readers, and special Reader/Editors, this is Bonnie, better known as Chipmunk.  I have been privileged to sit in on a group persuasion of Alex, Rick, Bill and myself to talk him into better nutrition than the baked potato regiment. As I sat and listened to Alex present his views to Bill, I was touched by the dear relationship that the two of them have, and the dedication, and awesome caring for Bill that Alex is giving at this time.

I also was honored to meet Rick and listen to his suggestions to Bill about the possibility that taters alone don’t cut the nutritional mustard.  He, too, has dedicated his time, and driving to get Bill to all his appointments, and has been a major factor, like Alex, in caring for Bill, and extending his life.

Two great men that I humbly curtsey for, and thank for such Angel service of mercy and kindness.

I am saying prayers for Bill’s good health, and miracles, but I am also saying a prayer of gratitude and appreciation for Alex and Rick.  As God’s true Angels on the ground, I ask that their lives are richly blessed for the love that they show to Bill.

I am the horn blower who must toot their horn because they are too great of men to do it themselves.  Alex, and Rick: May God Bless You.

Bonnie

Thanks for the update and I have a thought that might be helpful. If you are on medical you might check out SSI or in home services, with that they would pay for someone to come in and prepare meals, do laundry, clean house, do shopping and give rides to doctors appointments and much more. Of course dear friend prayers are sent your way, When I get up each morning, the computer goes on and I look for Leviticus and the new chapter and read your comments on our feedback,  while I enjoyed my first cup of coffee! This is how I would begin each day for years, needless to say I feel lost! Miss your writing but there is hope that things will improve for you ! With Jesus there is always hope and comfort! God bless Alex and Rick, I think they are your special angels!

Love you always, Sondra

This is Bill’s friend, Nancy…I love this old fart and will be praying for him and thinking about him…please give him my love and keep me posted…Sincerely, Nancy Bond

Karen Mansikka Clover I am always praying for you, Bill Cady. We all love you and the many ways you have touched our lives with your writings and posts. You are a huge Blessing to all of us. Prayers do work. God is good all the time. We will pray without ceasing for God to heal you and comfort you. Amen.

Bill Cady Our Father WILL listen to you. Thanx!

Kathleen Wikstrom Alex, may God bless you and all of Bill’s helpers. Bill, I know you are not going down without a fight. May the power of God and all the Angels and holy men and women in Heaven rush to your aid to help you. hold you and heal you. We ask this is Jesus’ name. Amen. Walk in God’s light my friend.

Bill Cady Kathy, that’s EXACTLY what I need to hear. Thank you.

Kathleen Wikstrom Be at peace my friend, you know God is always near.

Bill Cady I finally caught on to that idea.

Kathleen Wikstrom ;~)

Thanks for the update and I have a thought that might be helpful. If you are on medical you might check out SSI or in home services, with that they would pay for someone to come in and prepare meals, do laundry, clean house, do shopping and give rides to doctors appointments and much more. Of course dear friend prayers are sent your way, When I get up each morning, the computer goes on and I look for Leviticus and the new chapter and read your comments on our feedback,  while I enjoyed my first cup of coffee! This is how I would begin each day for years, needless to say I feel lost! Miss your writing but there is hope that things will improve for you ! With Jesus there is always hope and comfort! God bless Alex and Rick, I think they are your special angels!

Love you always, Sondra

Think of all the positive memories and all the happy times and all the good things you’ve done and all the good things others have done for you and all the beautiful California sunsets you’ve seen and all your creative writing.  Finish the novel you’re writing now, even if it’s just in your head.

You don’t need to respond.

Holly Bushnell

just want to remind you, I’m ‘with’ you.. I’m really going to miss you, but believe you will be in a much better place.. you have had an impact on me.. Thank you, God Bless and Peace be with you, Love, Deb XO

Deborah Logan

I’m just sayin’.

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This “event” happened Friday, October 26^th. Because of a weakness I can’t even describe, I was sure I was dying. I died in 1965 from trauma, but never from illness. Still, I was pretty sure I was checking out.

I’m still so weak I have no idea if I’ll pull through. Now, as of today, it looks like I won’t be surviving much longer.

Spent Monday evening in the ER with all the tests saying that time’s not yet here. Today, Tuesday, I took copies of all the lab reports to Mike, my GP. He said it doesn’t “look good” but he also can’t put a name on it. If that happens,(naming what’s doing this to me), it’ll be on Thursday, November 1^st, when I see my oncologist, Bill Mitchell.

Still, although I haven’t died yet, what I was doing was making a “dying wish”.

I gave my friend Alex my vote-by-mail ballot. If nothing else was gonna happen before I died, I had to get in my vote AGAINST M. Bareass Obama. If you need any additional motivation to follow my lead, keep in mind how important it is-was to me.

The finest thing you can ever even hope to do for your country is to vote that bastard out of office.

I’m too weak and tired to write any more right now, but I pray in Jesus’ name you hear what I’m trying to say … then follow my suggestion. Vote that bastard out of office!

ABO … ANYONE But Obama.

I’m just sayin’.

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If he has some good news for me, I’ll share it with you. If not, based on the tremendous weakness I’ve felt the last three days, I don’t have much time left. Should that be the case, thank you for your involvement in my life.

Let me know if I can do anything for you while I still can.