After Heaven at Halcyon January 14, I was too tired to attend Sanctuary, the after hours party at the Mezzanine. We came home to regroup; Dan, being the Dan we all know and love, wanted to go out, and I just had to sleep. He kissed me, we said I love you, and he left hissing through that smile.

A couple hours later, he came home covered in blood and missing a tooth, his phone and money stolen. He was jumped from behind by a single fit Middle Eastern man, punched 10 times in the head and face, robbed, and was left bleeding and crumpled in the street.

We found a dentist in Walnut Creek specializing in urgent trauma care; however, his dental plan will only cover $900 of a nearly $5,000 bill for the surgery required to create a new tooth and restore his mouth.

We know money is tight for everyone these days; I would spend every dollar I had to fix this if I could. We're doing everything possible not to succumb to the sadness of this heinous situation. I guess after all that's happened, we're still holding on to the last bits of hope we have in the rest of humanity.

Anything will help. Thank you.