What really sucks is that you've got to figure that Ebert could well afford the very best doctors but even so the results were not what he wanted. So often many people think that the difference between life and death, to suffer or not to suffer comes down to how much money you have and in many cases it's true. Just not in all cases.

I am glad to see Ebert doing as well as can be and while its disheartening that he couldn't get his voice back he's still every bit on his game as he ever was. So much so I thought there had to be ghost reviewers pinch hitting for him because there's just been a tremendous upswing in his reviews. To such level that one wouldn't really expect from someone with illness. That he continues to do such great work is both a testament to the skill and character he possesses and an inspiration to all.

Sometimes, getting "one's voice back" has nothing at all to do with air vibrating through vocal chords, but learning how to "roll with it" and playing with the hand you're dealt.

This is what I think of as the indomitable human spirit.

Roll, Roger, roll!

Carolyn Brack-Jackson