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Saturday, December 01, 2001During my junior year of my high school career, I met two great guys who were brothers---Bryan and David. Bryan was my age, and David was a senior. Their father was in the navy and since their mother had died, they were staying with their grandmother until he returned from some ship's duty he had. (I never really got the entire story). After the summer, they left for Northern CA, and David went to S Cal. Bryan and I wrote letters, and sometimes called (before email was the wonderful tool it is today), and we both discovered after a few months that we would be going to Notre Dame together. Time passed, and it was August. After a few days of adjustment, I had not heard from Bryan. Two weeks later, David called. Bryan had been killed by a drunk driver in mid-August, and no one had thought about calling me since I was so far away. D. had dropped out of school, and was working (and drinking) for the time being. Six months later, he left home which now included a step-mother and step-sister. From what I found out later, he pretty much drank and drugged himself all over the place. He re-enrolled in college in Boston, and was going to graduate the same time I was. He wanted me to start a relationship with him, but his pot use and drinking were too out of control for me to continue it. He ended up in law school, graduated, and got a job in the next 3 years. I knew this because of contact with his father and once or twice a year---contact with him. He was still using, but now, it was cocaine and even some heroin on weekends. His friends were not those he worked with, but those he used with.Somewhere in those 4 or 5 years after college, D. contracted AIDS from either contaminated needles or from sex with an infected person. He was never sure where or when. It was only discovered in 1992 when he had a complete physical due to health problems. By this time, D. had stopped using, was going to NA and AA after rehab, and was working. He had managed to get himself back together, but now was faced with a death sentence. During late '93 and early '94, I spoke to him about once a month. We talked about our lives, our dreams, our mistakes, and we helped each other. I also spoke to his father to make sure D. was really telling me how he was. This was my first year at the high school, and during Easter break of '94, his father called to tell me he was in the hospital, and it didn't look good. D. was dying, and I knew I couldn't make it there to see him. I cried for his dreams that would not come true, and I prayed for less pain for him. He was at peace with himself and his life, and his only regret was hurting his father by his actions. I never asked his father for details of his illness. It may have been the coward's way, but I wanted to remember him as I knew him so many years ago. He is being taken care of and is at peace. posted by chris on 4:43 PM | go ahead - link me! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
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Thursday, November 29, 2001I talked to my hubby today, and he misses me. And he will be home when I get home from school tomorrow. Another guy ended up coming up to the camp, and he lives nearby, so Keith will just leave when he does since this guy has to work at 2 pm.MJ and I had the best night----dinner was excellent, the company was even better, and we shopped. I had crabcakes with lump crabmeat in, and she had a pasta and seafood with a spicy red sauce. Excellent choice for the restaurant, and we didn't even have to get our Entertainment card punched so we can re-use it if we like. I picked up a few more stocking stuff for K's daughter, and a basket for my front porch. I just need to collect some greens from various friends and sit it out for the season. I want to decorate the house as well, but I really need to wait until we get the ceiling fixed. I hope that will happen in the next week or two, otherwise I will be finishing my decorating on Christmas eve. Well, its late, and I am tired. Short but busy day tomorrow. Talk to y'all then!!! posted by chris on 11:48 PM | go ahead - link me! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I am trying to order some new candles from this wonderful lady, and I keep getting outbid on ebay. Don't these people have anything better to do? LOL. . .as I sit here doing the same thing. Not much new to report here. . .MJ and I are going to dinner and then to see if we have a moment to run into the shops around the restaurant. She needs a gift for her secret pal for our Christmas party for Junior Woman's Club next week. I slept OK last night after I finally did get to sleep. It was a quiet night without my hubby, and I missed him. However, I do find that I sleep through the night better when he is not there. I know its because my body temp is up when he is in bed. . .I am always warm, and the body heat of another makes me too warm to sleep. So, I wake up, realize I could pee, and head to the bathroom. I usually get back to sleep quickly, but its the disturbance of being too hot that makes it difficult to stay asleep. I have to say that 2 people in a bed is the biggest adjustment for me since getting married-----37 years of sleeping alone will do that to you. I know it will get easier, its just tough when I wake up too hot and he is telling me he is cold. Tempeture opposites----that's what we are. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Wednesday, November 28, 2001Damn, I missed my own anniversay of blogging. . .November 26th. Want to check out the graphics and my first words. . .here they are. Wow, an entire year, and I still have more to talk about. *gg*posted by chris on 6:46 PM | go ahead - link me! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I am not a huge Alan Jackson fan. I do not own any of his CDs although I am a "country girl" by heart and song. I do not live in New York City. I did not lose anyone close to me during the terrorist attacks, but my brother lives in NYC (near NYU), and another brother as well as step-daughter are in the navy or reserves. And to top it all off, I feel way too much what others feel. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
****hugs***** out to friends all over. . .I know that some of you just need them today!! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Have you checked out the the challenge on the Other Side? Novembers is about food, and I have my "challenge" already started. Its a blog about food and its role in my life. Keep watching here and there for the link!!! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Well, the man is off to hunt deer. And, I have absolutely nothing that must be done today after I arrive home from work. Tomorrow evening, MJ and I are going to a "new" place for dinner---we just don't know which one yet. It should be a fun chance to catch up. . .maybe I can hear about how things are going with this man she has been "kind of seeing".
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Tuesday, November 27, 2001I am off to work my group tonight. . .I doubt I will be able to get on-line after work due to having to make "Barbeque Beef Cups" for my husband and his two fellow hunters. I guess Bruce is bringing chili and I offered to make these. I think that 18 of them will fill up the 3 hungry men, but I am making enough for 21 so that they won't go hungry. (and of course, saving a few for me!!) Anyway, considering I have to buy the groceries to make them, cook up the hamburger mix and then bake the biscuit cups, I know I will be in the kitchen until its time for bed.I do have some comments for fellow blog-friends, but need to do that tomorrow. I had a busy day with applications, phone calls, and a new student. I am hoping tomorrow will be a little calmer. I know tomorrow night will be since I don't have to work or go anywhere at all!! You would think I would have had a enough of relaxing time after Thanksgiving break, but the plumbing situation was a bit nerve-wracking. And until we get a new ceiling, it will be hanging "over my head".....LOL.....couldn't resist the play on words. Have a great night!! posted by chris on 2:35 PM | go ahead - link me! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I guess that I had little to say on Sunday. I was on line, but did more reading and shopping than blogging. So, is there more to my plumbing story? But, of course. Sunday morning Keith and I were gettin ready to have brunch with my Dad, and as I was in the shower, I heard Keith come running up the stairs. "the drain for the tub is leaking now. .not much but I put a can under it" he says as I am trying to rinse my hair. So, he calls the plumber who called back in about 15 minutes, and said he would be by on Monday morning at 8 (so much for sleeping in on my last day home). Frank, the plumber, came by and we tested the drain---no leaking. However, water that splashed into our loosened overflow drain was leaking slowly. . .and with no ceiling, we noticed it. If we had not had the ceiling opened, we never would have realized this. . .so now it is fixed too, and since the pipes are exposed for another week or so, we can keep making sure there is no other leak. Mom and I went shopping yesterday and I managed to get a few people's gifts finished---gift exchange stuff, Keith's grand-daughter, and odds and ends for him. I only need a few more things for him, and then I will be done shopping for my honey. I also bought a tree-skirt, because for the past few years, I have used various hand-me-downs and left-overs from family. It is dark green with a plaid trim, and has Santa on it with various textures being used. Wal-Mart at its best!!! I also managed to give my mother a few ideas for me as we walked around and looked at things. Most of it is personal since getting married means you do get stuff for the house. However, I did discover I want a new slow-cooker with a removeable crock. So much easier to wash. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
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