rememberance death of a rose every time that I see my fathers face and picture from our trip, I say "hello old guy, I miss you". the one sided con is variated and mostly incomplete, but all the same I say "hello old guy, I miss you". I truly hope that he hears my old greeting. I_truly 121205 ... epitome of incomprehensibility Remembering is a strange thing. I remember my grandfather (died in '02) saying that asparagus tasted purple. But it was my dad who taught me the word "synesthesia." It scares me to think HE might die before I'm forty. What can I say - sympathy? solidarity? Does that make sense? 121206 ... Tourist ... 121207 what's it to you? who go blather from