I had a massive heart attack two weeks after my Mom passed away.

Several ARFcom members from the NVHTF came to my rescue (because I was all alone) and provided me with food, some financial help, psychological support and prayers. And for that I will be eternally grateful.

A person never knows how many people care about them until something tragic happens and those people come out of nowhere to help.

I can't name everyone that I want to thank, but I'll try...

BroncoGlenn, crapshoot, Wolfpack, Arin and everyone who helped me and asked to remain anonymous publicly.

I guess paying it forward does work. I have always given more than I've received (even as a child in school) and I have practiced that during my entire adult life.

My advice to everyone is to care and be a good person, because one day this might be you...

You're a tough old buzzard. Besides, heaven doesn't want you and hells afraid you'll take over.

Glad you're still vertical.

Glad you're still with us Joe.