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Friday, December 24, 2010

December 24, 2010. The Twilight Zone

""You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind; a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. That's the signpost up ahead - your next stop, the Twilight Zone!"" Rod Serling

Submitted for your imagination, one Marc Sherman, an affable fellow, a little on the lethargic side. Marc is a Lawyer. specializing predominantly in Real Estate law. Not the best, but also far from the worst. Highly ethical. Not a good businessman. The date is May, 2006. Marc invites you to join him on his journey into THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

Marc's business had grown every year. He was well known and liked in the industry. Most thought he was very entertaining. Only the title closer, and the Realtor knew that he repeated the same jokes every closing.

Marc had a loyal group of Realtors referring him business, but after 20 years he was receiving a larger proportion of his business from return clients. Somebody told him when he first opened, "Make sure to return every call. The only complaints that I've ever received were for not returning calls." He returned every call. Hence, he took pride in the fact that he never received a grievance.

He didn't live a fancy life. His expenses were few. He rarely faced adversity. He didn't know how good he had it!

He had been experiencing problems on his right side for about a year. After seeing numerous doctors, he finally went to a Neurologist, who confirmed that he had Parkinson's Disease.

That day, Marc entered the Twilight Zone!

It was his own Perfect Storm. The Country was about to enter the worst Recession in 70 years. The first thing that dried up was Real Estate. Whatever initiative he had seemed to be lost in a cloud of depression. His father, who he had always had a wonderful relationship with, had taken ill at 80.

His wife, far wiser than he, saw the opportunity to purchase another apartment in the building, which Marc would use as his office. She knew, long before he did, that his days of commuting were over.

Except for the times that he was around his father, he was sullen. Strangely nobody abandoned him.

Now in the throws of a major Neurological disease, he began to realize he must escape The Twilight Zone. That as the T-shirt says "Life is Good."

Now the question remains can a man in his fifties, suffering from a Neurological disease escape the Twilight Zone?

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