All Things Must Pass

Dennis Perman_Message of the Week

Dear Doctor:

Let’s pick it up where we left off last week.

Our heroes, Regina and Dennis (that’s me) had just completed a successful Winners Circle event, had a lovely dinner, checked in on our flight home and ticked off the requisite COVID questions on the tickets without thinking about it, and went to bed.

But no! We were both seized with uncontrollable shivering and coughing. In my febrile delirium, I found myself on Jerry Agasar’s table, thanking him for a superb adjustment (Jerry has never actually adjusted me, but he was TMCG Covid Patient Zero, back in March of ’20 – in fact, because we sat at dinner that evening, I thought I was probably exposed back then, even had a bit of a cavalier attitude, thinking I already had antibodies.

It turns out I did not (though I do now.) And make no mistake – this virus is a bear. Chest constricted, throat closed down, pain in every cell, and the brain fog! I am barely functional, can’t do a thing besides binge-watch Schitt’s Creek and Midnight Gospel.

Nothing like a glimpse of your own mortality to clarify, and it has become apparent to me – this column has run its course. After 24 years, over 1250 weekly commentaries, about 650,000 words, I am out of stuff to say.

No apologies – it’s a proud legacy to be sure. In fact, if you know anyone else who has published weekly since September of 1997, more power to them.

But me? I’m done for now. My favorite musical philosopher, George Harrison, wrote:

All things must pass
None of life’s strings can last
So I must be on my way
And face another day

Thank you to my art director Jennifer Costello, who faithfully and lovingly got these writings to your desk.

Thanks to superfan Steve Ventola and super-contributors Myles Starkman, Tom Salmon, Denise Mathre and many others.

Thank you to my dear partner Dr. Bob Hoffman, whose creative patience with me knows no bounds.

Thank you to my lovely wife Regina, who sacrificed so many Sunday mornings while I was pounding these keys.

And of course, thanks to you, beloved readers — without you, there wouldn’t be any point.

“May the longtime sunshine upon you, all love surround you, and the pure light within you guide you all the way home.”

Happy Thanksgiving to all, and to all a good night.

And that’s a wrap.

Dennis Perman DC, for The Masters Circle Global

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