Happy trails, Gerard.

Posted by Leslie at September 2, 2014 10:12 PM

Don't lose sight of shore.

"Ship to shore,
I can't see the coastline anymore;
I shouldn't be here,
I thought I made that loud and clear"
John Hiatt — 'Master of Disaster'

Posted by chasmatic at September 2, 2014 10:43 PM

We'll be here on this shore waiting for you, Gerard. Best to you and your dear mother.

Posted by Joan of Argghh! at September 3, 2014 4:18 AM

Damn. All the best, Gerard - the wait for your return will be worth it. Please remember the way back.

Posted by The Old Salt at September 3, 2014 4:38 AM

Godspeed, Gerard. It's been a privilege.

Posted by Mumblix Grumph at September 3, 2014 4:43 AM

And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see. It's the same old sun up in the sky.

John Denver

Posted by Gordon at September 3, 2014 4:49 AM

Fair Winds and Following Seas, Gerard.

Thank you.

Vires et Honestas,

Posted by Sandy Daze at September 3, 2014 4:58 AM

Cheers to you and yours from the SweetTea South. Much comfort and happiness; let me know how to help.

Posted by Dan Patterson at September 3, 2014 6:54 AM

Go ye forth to new digs and sunnier days. From whatever new place you hang your hat, speak your truth to those who thirst for it as travelers at an oasis.

Seattle just won't be the same now, but I trust American Digest will. Live long and prosper, Gerard.

Posted by Jimmy J. at September 3, 2014 7:38 AM

Best of luck, Gerard, from a long-time fan and admirer. I, too, hope AD will come back one day. God bless.

Posted by mike in mis'sippi at September 3, 2014 9:39 AM

You know, a lot of people like to winter in AZ. It would make a nice Yin to that Yang of all the rain. Burn the mold off you too.

Posted by Casca at September 3, 2014 10:03 AM

All the best Gerard - travel safe.

Posted by Jason at September 3, 2014 11:14 AM

"Who knows?"

Looking forward to news from your new outpost.

Love & hugs to you and that gal.

Posted by AbigailAdams at September 3, 2014 12:48 PM

It broke my heart when I had to leave the old place. Sometimes I dream and can still feel the decades-old worn path that led down to the river, under my feet. Now, I work another patch, not mine, just for now. Sometimes I wonder where I'll go next, where the sun will lie in the morning, what birds will come to the feeders. I pray the next chapter is a happy and prosperous one, that your writing spot looks out on to a lovely view, and that the neighbors are friendly.

Posted by Will at September 3, 2014 4:06 PM

Please, please, please don't forget us. We'll never forget you and your wonderful writing and linking. Best to you

Posted by Jim in Tulsa at September 3, 2014 5:00 PM

Thank you for it all and the best of luck until you return. And until you do there will be a hole in my internet viewing.

Please allow this former street urchin from Sunset Park in Brooklyn and once atheist to offer a rosary tonight for your intentions and those of your mother.

Buen camino, amigo.

Posted by M.P. Ryan at September 3, 2014 5:11 PM

Thanks for all the great work you have done, Gerard.
God bless you and your family.

Posted by USS Ben at September 3, 2014 7:29 PM

Please say it isn't so! First Don Surber and now you. In the years I've hung out here, I have delighted in knowing that you're just across town.
Take good care of you and thank you for AD.

Posted by Susan in Seattle at September 3, 2014 7:44 PM

You were my coffee in the morning, the voice of sanity. Your grace notes brought me closer to knowing the love of God. God bless you and may He pour His love over you.

Posted by Joanne at September 3, 2014 9:53 PM

It never rains but it pours. Thank you for your many gifts all these years. I think Joanne says it best.

Posted by Jimmy don\'t play that at September 4, 2014 3:16 AM

"Good night, Seattle."

Posted by MOTUS at September 4, 2014 4:15 PM

I imagine the another excellent adventure is yet ahead. May God bless you and may His light lead your way. ~D

Posted by DeAnn at September 5, 2014 7:39 PM