i asked about uncle charles who is perhaps near his end.
he seems to be rallying a little, then stressing out—kind of volatile.
where there's volatility, there's life.
i was volatile yesterday too, but mister, not a trace, and i remembered his volatility after the last surgery. volatility is one sign of life, but not the most affirmative kind. calm is beta. anyway it doesn't translate, charles is not a dog, and mister is not a ninety plus year old man, though they are both pretty old. 
anyway, idle know if they ever met, but here's to mister and charles, and alacrity.