Western Front fans,
For the past 60 years you have been reading about the bad break I got. Yet today I still consider myself the luckiest ghoul on the face of this earth. I have been in internet forums for several months and have never received anything but kindness and encouragement from (most of) you fans.
Look at these grand WF posters. Which of you wouldn't consider it the highlight of his online life just to associate with them for even one thread? Sure, I'm lucky. Who wouldn't consider it an honor to have known IFRC? Also, the builder of the state's greatest forum, TnT? To have spent 11 months with that wonderful little fellow, chancellorisgod? Then to have spent the next few weeks with that outstanding leader, that smart student of psychology, the best sideburns in local metal today, farthing wheel? Sure, I'm lucky.
When Lacrymae, a band you would give your right arm to watch shred, and vice versa, sends you a gift - that's something. When everybody down to Lou Gherig's Disease (sic) and those trolls in their parents' basements remember you with insulting posts - that's something. When you have a wonderful moderator who takes sides with you in squabbles with his own forum's members - that's something. When you have a father and a mother who work all their lives so you can have an internet connection and build your reputation - it's a blessing. When you have an ironguardian who has been a black hole of reputation points and shown more courage than you dreamed existed - that's the finest I know.
So I close in saying that I may have had a tough break, but I have an awful lot to post for.
