I'm not often at a loss for words. But getting this in the mail today drove me to tears. I am honored beyond comprehension.
An old friend rode 150 miles. in my name. I can't believe it.
I will treasure that he thought of me. To think I'd have to get damn cancer to have someone ride for me.
I'm a survivor. Bet your ass I am. The last two bouts of Dragon's Blood took it out of me in the most embarrassing way, but having someone think of me makes all the shit worth it.
Thank you, Reid, for thinking of me.
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