Bad News

I cannot imagine anybody here who knows Arnold but isn't reading Tersa's journal, but it sounds like the little man may not be with us much longer. We have some warning, obviously--he's been poorly for a little while--and we can always hope for the best. But he's not eating. He'd always seemed pretty immortal to me, the eternal empty headed juvenile, and this reminder is a pretty solid punch in the gut. I don't know what else to say.