“Just like and old time movie ‘bout a ghost from a wishing well. In a castle dark or a fortress strong, with chains upon my feet..”

I’ve always been more partial to a little Gordon Lighffoot rather than The Police, but here is My Message in a Bottle.”

I’ve been kicking around the empty halls of this place intermittently trendy over the past few months feeling much like Mr Lightfoot’s old time movie ghost.

I know that If You Could Read My Mind is a love song or live story now ended song and I think my relationship with KickAs is and was just that. I greatly suspect and hope it was and is the same for many or all of you.

This place truly saved my soul and in no small way saved my life. I unfortunately only met a dozen or so of you face to face, but loved everyone whoever posted here.

You all made me laugh and cry. You all humbled me with your courage and empathy. If you read here or posted here even a single time then no matter where you are or how you are doing you are KICKAS for life.

Someone wise who I listen to for advice would say suffering wil either make you turn inward and become bitter and closed off or it will make you turn outward and become empathetic and a fully feeling person

This place gave me the haven to let the latter happen. We humans are profoundly complex so we are no singular thing at any time so I have my bitter wallowing days and moments but the core of my, the essence of me, is empathetic and fairly emotionally healthy because of this place

I would love to name by name thank every person who ever posted here or communicated to me in anyway. I would like to apologize to anyone whose posts in moments of trouble I did not respond to.

I can’t thank Dragonslayer, Pete and anyone who dreamed this place up ENOUGH for doing so and the persisting to keep it alive. Sadly it has outlived many a noble ASKICKER.

I hope my message in a bottle over the weeks and months to come finds many companions washed upon these shores.

I hope Linc is still out here somewhere and maybe we meet up somewhere in this scrappy Apple called NYC. I hope if there is an AS kicker or two capable of errantly swinging a golf club, I get to share a walk down a fairway with one or a bunch of you

Mostly I hope you are all well and THANK YOU



L-R: Julianna, Jamie, Diane and Tonimarie

stevec-they also serve who stand and wait