I've really missed the club, and the hobby all together. Unfortunately, 2010 was a bad year around the Copper house. Starting in the last part of January 2010 my Dad had a major stroke. This was his third, possibly fourth. This one hit him really hard. He was in the hospital for several weeks before being transferred to a rehab facility in York so I could be near him. (he lived in Baltimore) He was in the rehab facility for almost 3 months. He was in and out of the hospital probably 3 or 4 times during his recovery at the rehab. During that time my wife and I decided to have him move in with us so we could take care of him. As you can imagine the stress was enormous. There were doctors appointments 2 and three times a week along out patient rehab etc. Now throw in 3 kids and sports into the mix.
Around the middle of May he started regressing and went back to the hospital and then back to rehab. I should have stated earlier, my Dad was very independent prior to this last stroke. He lived by himself and did what he wanted when he wanted. He was very active as well. With that, he was also very closed about his medical conditions. So I was really blind sided with alot more then the stroke. While my Dad was in rehab I made the very hard decision to have him moved to my Aunts house in Kansas. She was more equipped to handle his conditions because she is already taking care of my Grandmom. She has a live in nurse and the medical facilities are a stones throw from her house.
My Aunt decided she wanted to move my Dad as soon as he was done with rehab. Literally with in four days she flew her packed up very little of his belongings and left for Kansas. I ended up with a whole ten minutes to spend with my Dad before he left. I was left with the rest of his belongings which included 2 boats and 2 vehicles, and a 20 x 20 storage shed filled with boating equipment, to get rid of. (if anyone is in the market for an 87 Chevy Blazer k5 edition let me know

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I took a weeks vacation in the beginning of July to get some sort of sanity back. My first day back to work after vacation started an unmatched time in my life. I came home on the 11th to find my good friend and neighbor had died. I took this very hard. After his funeral I had 12 more close family or friends pass away over the next few months, through the end of the year. Three of which were police officers. I'm not sure if you have ever been to police funerals but they are very difficult. Multiply that by three and you have the makings for a nervous break down. I hope my family never has to deal with that.
Wow, I really didn't mean to write that much. I was trying to give you the short version. But thank you for reading it. It feels good to let some of that out.
So with half of a novel written... my tank was moved to the basement. It got to the point where life became overwhelming and the tank became an after thought. It made me sad to look at a "dead" tank knowing there wasn't anything I could put on hold to tend to it. Well that was 2010. Things have slowed down considerably in 2011. I hope to jump back into the reefing hobby again with both feet. I miss the days of sitting on the couch and staring in my tank. I started another thread about getting started again. I hope you all can join in.
Best wishes to everyone,
Copper