Notes From the ALS Front - a Column by Rick Jobus

living, what's next, train, sweetness, support groups

Rick is a 62-year-old man who was diagnosed with ALS in January 2007. Currently a resident of Southwest Florida, he has lived in four other metropolitan areas, but greater Chicagoland will always be “home.” Rick is a degreed engineer, spending his career in the medical device industry. He’s had the good fortune of extensive travel throughout the United States, Europe, Asia, and the Caribbean. He writes, in part, to be an ALS advocate. Additionally, it is his hope that his output will help dispel the myth that technical folk and digestible prose aren’t mutually exclusive.

I’m Craving a Measured Change of Seasons

“When she walks, she’s like a samba, That swings so cool and sways so gently, That when she passes, Each one she passes goes, ‘Ah.'” One day last month, if the “tall and tan and young and lovely” striking presence…

Like It or Not, My Steak Is Rare

“There’s an old joke, um … two elderly women are at a Catskill mountain resort, and one of ’em says, ‘Boy, the food at this place is really terrible.’ The other one says, ‘Yeah, I know — and such small portions.’ Well, that’s essentially how I feel about…

ALS Ain’t Elvis, but It Sure Can Seem Like It Is

The 1987 song “Elvis Is Everywhere” by Mojo Nixon and Skid Roper asserts the omnipresence of Elvis Presley. Despite the first-glance outlandishness of the song’s premise — fittingly, the single is found on the album titled “Bo-Day-Shus!!!” — I am…

The Devil Is in the Details

“Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name.” — Keith Richards and Mick Jagger, “Sympathy for the Devil” Last week, I experienced an abysmal customer service episode. Lasting the better part of a full workday, the bitter crescendo left…