My evenings (like tonight) are always about the same. I get about 25-50 personal emails a day from individuals who for one reason or another, are too shy to post on the boards, and that is my first project after dinner each night. I cannot let them go unanswered, though often my answers seem too little to be of real help. Then comes a review of the message boards to make sure that people have gotten answers. In the beginning that was a real task before so many wonderful people started jumping in and participating. By midnight I'm usually done with that, and it all begins again the next day, starting with phone calls to the east coast, looking for sponsors and talking with doctors, and working my way through the time zones until late afternoon. Saturdays and Sundays run into the regular week, and Ingrid is always surprised that I often do not know what day of the week it is or that it is the weekend... when your life centers around a passion, a thousand posts, which this one will be the turn of the four digit, doesn't seem so hard to believe or understand. But I wouldn't have it any other way. We are so close to really making a difference at a national level in the next 24 months that it has perhaps become an obsession as much as a passion