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Subject: [Leica] Just for YOU! Who says Kyle doesn't love the LUG?!
From: dorysrus at (Don Dory)
Date: Thu Sep 16 17:43:10 2004

On the serious side, everyone should have friends who keep coming to
ones side even when life doesn't look too rosy.  I'm sure his wife and
family truly appreciated the support of another: it is all too easy when
you have been sitting in a hospital room for days to believe the worst
about the prognosis.  Hearing another human give encouragement keeps the
dark at bay.

On the funny side, you don't mean you actually used film do you?


-----Original Message-----
[] On Behalf
Of Kyle Cassidy
Sent: Thursday, September 16, 2004 8:07 AM
To: ''
Subject: [Leica] Just for YOU! Who says Kyle doesn't love the LUG?!

Okay kids, normally I'd keep this one under my hat and the pix in my
album, but it's dripping with LUG happiness like a Tilly hat giveaway,
I'll pass it along.

Six months ago my friend Jay, who's known me since I was five and been
uncle I've always wanted, went into the hospital feeling dizzy from an
infection. Within hours he'd gone into a coma where he stayed for eleven
weeks. Luck put him in a hospital near me and I was able to ride the
a mere few blocks during my lunch hours to sit with his wife and two
children who took turns flying out from their respecitve new homes. It
looked grim. The infection wouldn't go away, he wouldn't wake up, he
underwent open heart surgery to try and cut away the infection which had
lodged on a valve in his heart. But he was still unresponsive and
couldn't bring him back to consciousnes. They said that his high feaver
could have caused brain damage and that the longer her was in a coma,
less likely he was to ever wake up. After months, he opened his eyes but
showed no signs of recognizing anyone, his eyes would dart around while
people talked to him. He lost a significant amount of weight and
breathe without a ventelator, couldn't eat, couldn't drink, couldn't
Then. One afternoon, I went to the hospital at lunch and his wife said:
was leaning over his face saying 'Jay, Jay, can you hear me?' Like I
do, and he said: 'You're standing on my ventilator!' I looked around and
said 'No! Jay, I'm not!' and he said, in a very labored voice, 'It was a
joke!'" Suddenly, in the space of minutes, he had come back from
brink he'd been to, seemingly his old self. I went in to see him and he
said, 'Kyle ... I'm ... too ... tired ... to ... talk.' Which was more
I'd ever hoped to hear from him again. He woke up, but he was completely
paralized from the neck down. Gradually the paralysis subsided, he went
through weeks of PT and yesterday, made three significant milestones,
firstly he went home, for the first time in months, secondly, he walked
feet with the aid of a walker, and thirdly, possibly most importantly,
met his granddaughter for the first time. I happened to be there when it
happened and snapped two photos with my little leica.

This sounds like something you'd read on the LUG, doesn't it? Now wipe
your tears and go photograph something. Put something on film and make
day count, people it's never going to be here again.

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