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Feeling so very sad right now. You gentlemen have seen this lil' pasty-white cis-gendered straight gal through some shit for the past near-decade. Thank you, Daddy, for creating this safe -- and I dare say, sacred -- space. Long may it live. RIP.
T

Feeling so very sad right now. You gentlemen have seen this lil' pasty-white cis-gendered straight gal through some shit for the past near-decade. Thank you, Daddy, for creating this safe -- and I dare say, sacred -- space. Long may it live. RIP.
T

Feeling so very sad right now. You gentlemen have seen this lil' pasty-white cis-gendered straight gal through some shit for the past near-decade. Thank you, Daddy, for creating this safe -- and I dare say, sacred -- space. Long may it live. RIP.
T

Feeling so very sad right now. You gentlemen have seen this lil' pasty-white cis-gendered straight gal through some shit for the past near-decade. Thank you, Daddy, for creating this safe -- and I dare say, sacred -- space. Long may it live. RIP.
T

Feeling so very sad right now. You gentlemen have seen this lil' pasty-white cis-gendered straight gal through some shit for the past near-decade. Thank you, Daddy, for creating this safe -- and I dare say, sacred -- space. Long may it live. RIP.
T

Feeling so very sad right now. You gentlemen have seen this lil' pasty-white cis-gendered straight gal through some shit for the past near-decade. Thank you, Daddy, for creating this safe -- and I dare say, sacred -- space. Long may it live. RIP.
T

Feeling so very sad right now. You gentlemen have seen this lil' pasty-white cis-gendered straight gal through some shit for the past near-decade. Thank you, Daddy, for creating this safe -- and I dare say, sacred -- space. Long may it live. RIP.
T

Feeling so very sad right now. You gentlemen have seen this lil' pasty-white cis-gendered straight gal through some shit for the past near-decade. Thank you, Daddy, for creating this safe -- and I dare say, sacred -- space. Long may it live. RIP.
T

Feeling so very sad right now. You gentlemen have seen this lil' pasty-white cis-gendered straight gal through some shit for the past near-decade. Thank you, Daddy, for creating this safe -- and I dare say, sacred -- space. Long may it live. RIP.
T

Feeling so very sad right now. You gentlemen have seen this lil' pasty-white cis-gendered straight gal through some shit for the past near-decade. Thank you, Daddy, for creating this safe -- and I dare say, sacred -- space. Long may it live. RIP.
T

The other side has just become a better place. I hope "Daddy" traveled knowing the undying gratitude of myself and so many others.
 
Cooper, thank you so much for all the above-and-beyond you absorbed to prepare us for what we all knew was a possibility.

Daddy was a mentor and a friend. When I was just starting out, he gave me advice on my advertising: what photos to include and not to include, text of the ad, and how to handle appointments. He really enjoyed mentoring us guys.
 
My favorite time was meeting with him several years ago for lunch at a casino restaurant he enjoyed frequenting in Vegas. He flirted shamelessly with the waiter, and more or less held court. We were there for hours, and I just thought to myself, just sit back and enjoy the ride. He seemed to be in his element.
 
Like so many others here, this site has been a huge part of my life. I've learned so much, been entertained, and met great friends. I, and we, owe so much to him.
 
RIP

You know Daddy would be very mad at you right now for breaking the rules about making and other than English language post. My feeling is that he may have forgiven you just this once.

For the last several weeks I have come to this site expecting this news and was then relieved when it was not here. I was just heading to bed and decided I would check again, just to be sure. Unfortunately, this time, my expectation was met
I hope that in his life, he had a sense of the important role he played in the life of many of the men of this site.
I had the opportunity to meet him at the Palm Springs Party and found him to be a caring man but to me, he was more than a bit sad. It my sincere hope that he found joy in his life, satisfaction in his work and companionship in times of need. I also hope that in his passing he will be remembered as a hard working and dedicated individual who held this site together and who, as a result of that, held us together.
It seems that we will all soon need to move on with our lives without the comfort and joy this site brings. When we miss this site, we should also take time to consider and thank the man who worked so diligently to bring it to us.

I'm very, very sorry to learn of this. I would like to add my thanks to Cooper who kept us all informed.
 
(And to add my thanks to all of the admin's, whose participation most likely a substantial part of why the site continued to
survive for so many years).
 
I'm grateful for the many wonderful acquaintanceships I've made here.

I‘m so sorry. I never had the chance to meet him, but he worked hard to run this board, and my life is better for it. RIP.

To hear this definitely knocks the wind out of you-especially since I had the chance to meet him once or twice. I really don't know what I would have done without this site. Aside from actually having met Daddy, this site (and Muscle Service Station) provided me with two people who ended up becoming my best friends for around 10 years. We lived 100's of miles apart and only met in person a few times. But they were invaluable to me. And without this site (and Muscle Service Station), I never would have met them. And that's not even counting the fact that if it weren't for this site I might have remained a virgin forever.
 
Gman

Awful news. I'm so grateful for this site that he created and for the camaraderie and people I've interacted with here. I hope he knew how much this forum meant to so many.

Hey (mostly) gents and (a few select) ladies!
 
It has been a LONG time since I've posted here and even longer since I've posted consistently. There have been a few very big changes recently. On January 6th, cancer cells were found in a lymph node near my liver. Further scans showed a tumor in the bile duct area. (Medical folk, they're calling it a "Klatskin.") We don't know yet if the cancer began in my gallbladder or inside my intrahepatic bile duct or what. March 6th, I'm getting a PET scan that will supposedly help pinpoint the primary site. For those of you who don't know, cancer cells in a lymph node = stage 3 almost all the time. A diagnosis of any cancer in the gallbladder/pancreas/liver/bile duct area = shitty prognosis. I'm meeting with my oncologist on March 9th to discuss the results, and it's not exactly an appointment I'm looking forward to.
 
Back in 2015 when my life upended itself, people from this fellowship -- only a few of whom I'd met in person -- sent flowers, encouraged me, and got me through a very rough time. This is another one. I have no idea how many of you folks even remember me, but I would appreciate any positive energy you could send my way.
 
Thank you so much in advance,
T

Thank you to EVERYONE who has replied to this thread! FreshFluff and Lookin, thank you for the very logical suggestions. I have seen both an oncologist and a cancer surgeon out-of-network, out-of-pocket AND got a procedure done by an out-of-network provider. (Un-ironically enough, it was the EUS done on January 6th -- the only procedure that yielded something "real" rather than images described as "unremarkable.") The aforementioned procedure was supposed to be authorized beforehand and was not (that's its OWN story...) resulting in a bill totaling 65% what I grossed last year. My insurance seems to be taking care of that now, but it was a pretty major stressor for a bit.
 
As far as getting support, my dad has been driving 100+ miles to my place to take me to most of my appointments. Because of the dizzy spells, I don't want to drive more than 15 miles one way if I have to. He has been my extra set of eyes and ears, which has been great. My sister hooked me up with a health advocate organization who helped me get through to insurance about the previously unapproved PET scan. I doubt it did any good because it took a new request from a totally different doctor, but it is good to know organizations like that exist. Speaking of organizations, Imerman Angels is supposedly finding me a support mentor around my age with a similar type of cancer, but I don't know how successful they'll be; I'm a bit of a unicorn. I will ask my palliative care specialist about any/all local support groups too.
T

Thank you to EVERYONE who has replied to this thread! FreshFluff and Lookin, thank you for the very logical suggestions. I have seen both an oncologist and a cancer surgeon out-of-network, out-of-pocket AND got a procedure done by an out-of-network provider. (Un-ironically enough, it was the EUS done on January 6th -- the only procedure that yielded something "real" rather than images described as "unremarkable.") The aforementioned procedure was supposed to be authorized beforehand and was not (that's its OWN story...) resulting in a bill totaling 65% what I grossed last year. My insurance seems to be taking care of that now, but it was a pretty major stressor for a bit.
 
As far as getting support, my dad has been driving 100+ miles to my place to take me to most of my appointments. Because of the dizzy spells, I don't want to drive more than 15 miles one way if I have to. He has been my extra set of eyes and ears, which has been great. My sister hooked me up with a health advocate organization who helped me get through to insurance about the previously unapproved PET scan. I doubt it did any good because it took a new request from a totally different doctor, but it is good to know organizations like that exist. Speaking of organizations, Imerman Angels is supposedly finding me a support mentor around my age with a similar type of cancer, but I don't know how successful they'll be; I'm a bit of a unicorn. I will ask my palliative care specialist about any/all local support groups too.
T

Thank you to EVERYONE who has replied to this thread! FreshFluff and Lookin, thank you for the very logical suggestions. I have seen both an oncologist and a cancer surgeon out-of-network, out-of-pocket AND got a procedure done by an out-of-network provider. (Un-ironically enough, it was the EUS done on January 6th -- the only procedure that yielded something "real" rather than images described as "unremarkable.") The aforementioned procedure was supposed to be authorized beforehand and was not (that's its OWN story...) resulting in a bill totaling 65% what I grossed last year. My insurance seems to be taking care of that now, but it was a pretty major stressor for a bit.
 
As far as getting support, my dad has been driving 100+ miles to my place to take me to most of my appointments. Because of the dizzy spells, I don't want to drive more than 15 miles one way if I have to. He has been my extra set of eyes and ears, which has been great. My sister hooked me up with a health advocate organization who helped me get through to insurance about the previously unapproved PET scan. I doubt it did any good because it took a new request from a totally different doctor, but it is good to know organizations like that exist. Speaking of organizations, Imerman Angels is supposedly finding me a support mentor around my age with a similar type of cancer, but I don't know how successful they'll be; I'm a bit of a unicorn. I will ask my palliative care specialist about any/all local support groups too.
T

My insurance is crap, to put it bluntly. No oncologists from University Hospitals or the Cleveland Clinic are in my HMO, let alone anyone out of state. Of course, when I had to renew/choose my insurance plan on December 15th, no one had even mentioned the word cancer. The theory back then was that maybe I had Chron's and MS (which would explain the stomachaches, small intestine irritation, ulcers, dizzy spells, and double vision.) What a difference a few months makes......
T

Me toooooo!
T

We do put the fun in dysfunctional, that's for sure. Thank you for the good wishes.
T