For those reading - I've called 911 in Round Lake - they're checking on Mike.

>I can't take it any more. It seems like all my life I have been trying to fight off something I can no longer fight off. Alcohol has had a part in it but IMO alcohol has been more a symptom than a cause. IAC, why am I still trying to analyze it? Go in peace, young child.
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>It kills me to do this to Allie and Emily. The last thing I do is going to be leave them a copy of this note. They were the best things in my crummy life. Girls, this has nothing to do with you, please believe me. Not even you could ward off my errant gene.
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>Emily, I was so proud of you yesterday. You are running with the big dogs now and played terrific. Forget volleyball, you are the most terrific person I know. I feel sick doing this to you. It's just me, love, it's just me.
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>Allie, I love you. I have always known you will turn out right, just never sure how. Please think of me in weak moments and find strength. I know that sounds paltry. You have always known my love -- just hang onto that and not my words now. The first time I saw you my heart jumped and it stayed there for days. I couldn't even think of you without getting misty eyed. The day after you were born I was driving home on Lake Shore Drive and thought of you and immediately lost it. You have aggravated me many times since, my own genes coming out, but I have never lost that feeling. Big hug.
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>Could one of you please let Marie know? I will leave her number on my desk.
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>The pills must be taking effect. I feel woozy.
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>It's ultimately a selfish and crummy thing to do. Sorry.
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>Best,
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>Mike