I just received word that the man I almost married, a man for whom I have considerable respect and love, has been admitted to the hospital in Kuching, Malaysia, this week, suffering from two heart attacks. His family has a history of heart troubles, and his mother died quite young from coronary failure. In other words, he needs all the help he can get. He is still under the supervision of a cardiologist, according to his sister, and they don't know much more than that.
If I could be there, by his side, I'd be gone right now. As it is, I'm going to ask everybody to send what strength you have to share, over toward Iggy.