That's it! Cydniey Buffer's run in Las Vegas is coming to a rapid end. But before that, I have to ask for help, once again, it seems I do little else. Here is the situation:
Doc's elderly father is riddled with cancer and deteriorating fast. They cannot operate because every time they do, more cancer is found, his heart fails, or they find another organ failure. Now they can only transfer him to hospice for the last few days of his life.
I cannot begin to explain to you here the bond between these two men, father and youngest son. Doc is destroyed, and he needs to get to Philly.
I'm going to be collecting airfare. I have to research how much exactly I need to get him on a red-eye tonight, but I need money, and I need it quick. I don't have time to create a Kickstarter, and they take too long to pay and take too much out in service fees that donaters don't know about.
Doc's paypal is firstname.lastname@example.org. I am pleading, ANYthing you have, a dollar, please help him get home.
That being done, I need to find someone in Las Vegas to take care of me. Shit. Now is really the time I could use some local friends. We weren't prepared for this, we don't have the savings to get me a babysitter. Why couldn't have I have been nicer to Carter a decade and a half ago? Frell.