Thank all of your for your kind words, and prayers. I owe you. BUT: John Dillinger, you low down, belly crawling, knuckle dragging, DAWG! Confiscate MY KIMBER, and fire it. You run your skinny butt on out here to Woodlawn, Va. and have at it. I'll feed you some good home grown Steaks, cold beer, and then break your kneecaps. Thanks Friend. All of you guy's friendship is a true treasure to be valued beyond words. I am humbled. Still a little slow, and wear out quick, but I'm above ground and breathing. I can work on the rest. I'll post some pics of my thearapists. Absolutely beautiful.