Joe always gives us much to think about and digest. I really identified with his description of crossing the swaying bridge by foot to the middle and crawling the rest of the way. When I first heard the words, after being examined by the throat physician, "You have a tumor on your larynx,"I could barely digest it. But then I proceeded to have 40 radiation treatments, driving myself and breezing through them all. (That was the first part of the bridge.) Then I learned, two months later, that the cancer was still there and I had to have a laryngectomy. To lose my voice was almost inconceivable at first. (All women like to talk -- and for a Past District Governor of Rotary who loved the mike), it was certainly a crawl to where I am today. I often feel as if I have not yet reached "the other side," wherever that may be. Lots to think about in your Search for Meaning, Joe. Thank you.