...My four friends and I are on the small island, eating hot dogs that we had roasted over a small fire, I had also brought a large bag of hotdog buns. (They taste better in a bun...with relish.) I tell my friends, "Save a few, along with onions and mustard. Raz just might track us down, and maybe we can distract Him by getting Him to eat...I will get into the small sailboat...and let the WIND get me away!!!"
...*S* Get strong, Raz, gather strength from all those around you...and be patient when you need to be. And, push yourself when you have to.
...Sending Raz healing thoughts and prayers...