Kathy, you're right on! I feel like I want to validate your "rightness" but can't find the words. It's as if it was you that has lived with him for the last 30 yrs instead of me. Thank you so much! At least now I know I'm not the "bad" one.

Don't know what this is going to come to but no doubt you'll hear about it.

Did as I said, and got ahold of my neighbor, Art. In a way I feel bad, because he thought I was hurt and was crying when he got here. For a minute there, I was doing the consoling, but it didn't last long. He didn't dwell much on what had happened after he made sure I wasn't injured physically. From then on, he just cut up and acted like his crazy self. He practically carried me in the house along with the paraphanalia I have to travel with.

For a split second after I came in and Art left, I felt bad and started cussing "him" out because I saw my broken memento. But like I promised Art, I'm going to fix my Napster and get all that going again, and by golly! I'm not gonna have that %#@&#! pissing me off!

Thanks, everybody for your support. It's been a long time since I've been this close to what feels could be a disaster. I've got some heavy duty desicions to make in the next few days.