Sorry if I have written about this before.

20 years ago my paternal grandparents were killed in a car accident.  They were killed by a lumber truck after blowing a stop sign.

It was a terrible day.  I shall never forget it.

New Orleans is a quirky city.  Like all big cities, one can become known by people in certain areas.  Just people knowing people. 

Uptown New Orleans represented my "hometown" section.  My job was in the area.  I was attending Tulane University.  My grandparents, aunt and uncle lived in the area.  And I had just moved there from the suburbs. 

My aunt and uncle have a nice jewelry store in this area.  I used to hang out there sometimes. 

I was a mess the day my grandparents died.  I was close to them, and they were gone forever.

I was devistated. 

My parents were no help.  They wanted me to "keep a stiff upper lip" to the events.  I left the house and headed back to my section of town.

I went to a friend's place, and we decided to get dinner after picking up a friend at a dormitory.  I just wanted love and ability to feel however I wanted.

As I turned towards the dormitory, a police car started his lights behind me.

I WAS LIVID.  GRANDPARENTS.  My parents cold reactions.  And I just could not believe it.  I did not speed, run a stop sign or anything.

When one is stopped by a police car, stay in your car.    Never get out of the car.  The policeman could intreptret this as an agressive action.  Tensons could quickly get very high.   Accidents can happen.

So I got out of the car and began walking towards the policeman.  I was out of my mind.  "What did I do!" I screamed.  "What did I do!"

The policeman had a kind face.   He took no offense to my bad behavior.  "Nothing, man.  I just wanted to say how sorry I was about your grandparents."

I was dumbstruck.  I recognized him from my aunt's jewlery store.  He knew my family.  He was a friend.  And he did this loving thing to show sympathy.  I cried.

I apologized and he completely accepted. 

Such a bizzare day. 

Friends can be everywhere.   Do not judge people by first actions.  Even strangers can have solutions to problems.

I write this praying for improvements to Multiple Sclerosis.  We should not discount any improvements to our condition.  A drug might be the answer.   CCSVi delivers improvements to over 66% who have the procedure.

Five years ago, CCSVI had not been performed.  Now the procedure is gaining acceptance. 

We are getting better.  Now let us all keep our nose to the grindstone looking to find the cure.

Power to the people.

Power to the cure.