By Bob Socci
So much for putting the phone down.
Reaction to what I wrote about last weekend was personally overwhelming. There were calls, text messages, Twitter replies and Facebook comments.
Almost all were well-wishes, some were stories of similar if not worse experiences and a couple, unsurprisingly, were critiques of my a.m. reading. For the record regarding the latter, I appreciate Karen and Kevin and their Herald colleagues too. I just do it while at the office computer rather than having their words delivered to the front door.
Hard as I tried, I know I failed to answer all individually. Therefore, I’m writing this to thank you collectively.
I read a lot about me, but I really loved reading about you. Regarding more than a few, I look forward to learning more in the future.
The seriousness of any health scare — especially for family — isn’t lost on me. But after my worst weekend since Navy was beaten by Army and the Patriots by a Miami miracle, I’m doing great. I can joke about our brief scare at home. To most, life’s struggles are never a laughing matter.
One needn’t go far nor look long to sharpen perspective. Saturday morning I did it just by clicking on a link to a story by ESPN’s Mike Reiss about someone else who truly loves the Pats with all his heart.
Then I decided to go for a jog, my first since Monday’s stress test at MGH. Before leaving, I texted to tell my wife, who was running errands.
“Wish me well!” I typed.
With that, and a chuckle, I set out for the road. One step at a time.