November 4
By DeepPurple23
This was more emotional and harder to write than I thought it would be, but I LOVED it, thanks Warthorn, even if no one reads it I needed to write it, I hope you enjoy.
Why do we fold…or in this case why do I fold. To properly answer that one I have to give you a little background. I was born in Philadelphia, when I was three my parents split and we moved back to my Mom’s home town, a tiny little speck in the Midwest (loved growing up there BTW). Of course, when we got there my Mom had to go to work so as a result I spent my days with my Grandparents. To give some perspective, there are 10 kids in my Mom’s family and 115 Grandchildren, I am the third from the youngest, huge family and I barely made the list, kinda surprised anyone even knew my name.
In any event, growing up my only father figure was my Grandfather and it turns out I couldn’t have had a better father figure in all the world, he was an honest, fair, strong, and caring man who would have given anything for the happiness and well being of his family. He taught me right from wrong and kept me on the correct path no matter what. He never thought twice about going out of his way to let me know that I was loved and that not only did he care but he was watching. When I was freshmen in college I learned that my Grandfather had developed cancer, he was 86. Since he never complained about anything and was so strong/stubborn by the time he went to the doctor it was ravishing his body and there was only one treatment option, morphine and time. I finished up the last of my finals and went home to see him, of course this powerful man that I knew my whole life was now bedridden and barely aware of anything that was going on around him even though there were about 15 people in the house. Through the haze he made a point of grabbing my arm to talk to me one last time and to give my some advice and life well wishing, even in the end it was more about the ones he loved then it was about him. That was over 20 years ago and it still makes me cry to think about it, transported back to when I’m a boy standing in his room as he passes. One of the proudest moments of my life was when it was relayed to me that he had asked that I be one of his pallbearers.
After that I never really paid too much attention to cancer or cancer research, I know it sounds horrible, but it was simply too painful. Then I saw the promotion from EVGA about the race to #1, started reading about the project. Realizing that I work at home, from a work laptop, but that an i7 860 sat on and idle most the day (my gaming rig for when the urge strikes). I decided that maybe it was time that I did something to help some future version of me from having losing a loved one before it was time. That was three months ago and now I have the 860 as a dedicated 24/7 folding rig and I’ve built a new 875K for my main rig, although that folds pretty close to 24/7 as well. Resources limit the number of computers but not the desire to do more, regardless of 2684 or 6701 in needs to get folded.
Of course, as tank said it’s really all about the chicks. I did get laid when I explained to my wife what I was doing, why I was doing it and why the electric bill was so high and it was going to stay that way.

So I must be doing the right thing.
Fold On