What do you miss most?

Ayedavanita

Yes, thanks Paul. Sometimes you don't realize it's going to be the last time you'll see or speak with a loved one so always let them know you love them. Keep sharing everyone....

dimitrispearljam

Angels

dimitrispearljam

dimitrispearljam wrote:

Angels

donnaruhl

Dearest Paul;
Your story brought tears to my eyes. It spoke to me as if I were there.I invisioned the Boat,The room,The garden.Your goodbye's.
I wish I had spent more time with my Dad also. I saw him once when I was Four. He gave me a bicycle with training wheels.It was Red,and it had tassels on the handlebars. I took it outside to ride it,and accidently turned right,Heading straight down Lombard St. in San Francisco. I hit a parked car,just to stop the bike. the peddals were spinning too fast for me. Youthful Moments!
He came to the Ranch in Oregon when I was Ten. He took us down to the pier in Port Orford
and bought some fresh shrimp.He taught us how to shell them.It's as if they had stingers.It hurt so bad I didn't want to eat another shrimp again. I So Love Them!
Years later I found that he had Married and was living in Santa Rosa,Ca. And I ,at that time,
was Pregnant and living in the next town over,which was Sonoma.He was a painter and did Sculptures. He also taught some Art classes @ the Junior College there. I made several visits to see he and Jean. He'd show me his latest works. He asked me if I would Pose for a Portrait.Me breastfeeding my Daughter. I declined. Looking back now,maybe I shouldn't have. I Was Young!

About Seven years later,I was here in Sacto, spending as much time with my Aunt as I could.
Her Cancer came back with deadly force. My Sister called to say that Dad was diagnosed with Lung Cancer and that he had maybe two mos.to live."Hell! he only had one lung". Gone In Two Weeks!

It was the day after Christmas,We said Goodbye,To Auntie Mae. The next day,My Dad died.
And the day after that, He came back to get Jean. He Couldn't Be Without Her!

My Sister was kind enough to give me a few pictures that he painted.Although she didn't have to. You see,She was his Daughter. But,He was my DAD!

I've lost so much more since then.
I Miss Them All!

STAYSEA

brianlux wrote:

My Mom, friends who have died, my health, my original '65 Fender DeLuxe Reverb amp, too many great musicians that have moved on too soon, analog radio, affordable vinyl, clean air and a whole string of cats, dogs, and my toad, Toady.

Just the thread I need for the depressed mood I'm in.

Awe, Poor Toady.
What species of Toad was he?

I miss my STO possum Meeko.

brianlux

STAYSEA wrote:

Awe, Poor Toady.
What species of Toad was he?

I miss my STO possum Meeko.

Sorry to hear that. :(

Pocket sized-- sweet!

I don't remember what species toady was- I was only about 10 years old which was about... but we won't get into that. If you'd have asked me them I'd have said the big squishy species that pees in your hand.

Ayedavanita

Thank you donnaruhl....

dimitrispearljam

the best guy ever..

tallman72

donnaruhl wrote:

Dearest Paul;
Your story brought tears to my eyes. It spoke to me as if I were there.I invisioned the Boat,The room,The garden.Your goodbye's.
I wish I had spent more time with my Dad also. I saw him once when I was Four. He gave me a bicycle with training wheels.It was Red,and it had tassels on the handlebars. I took it outside to ride it,and accidently turned right,Heading straight down Lombard St. in San Francisco. I hit a parked car,just to stop the bike. the peddals were spinning too fast for me. Youthful Moments!
He came to the Ranch in Oregon when I was Ten. He took us down to the pier in Port Orford
and bought some fresh shrimp.He taught us how to shell them.It's as if they had stingers.It hurt so bad I didn't want to eat another shrimp again. I So Love Them!
Years later I found that he had Married and was living in Santa Rosa,Ca. And I ,at that time,
was Pregnant and living in the next town over,which was Sonoma.He was a painter and did Sculptures. He also taught some Art classes @ the Junior College there. I made several visits to see he and Jean. He'd show me his latest works. He asked me if I would Pose for a Portrait.Me breastfeeding my Daughter. I declined. Looking back now,maybe I shouldn't have. I Was Young!

About Seven years later,I was here in Sacto, spending as much time with my Aunt as I could.
Her Cancer came back with deadly force. My Sister called to say that Dad was diagnosed with Lung Cancer and that he had maybe two mos.to live."Hell! he only had one lung". Gone In Two Weeks!

It was the day after Christmas,We said Goodbye,To Auntie Mae. The next day,My Dad died.
And the day after that, He came back to get Jean. He Couldn't Be Without Her!

My Sister was kind enough to give me a few pictures that he painted.Although she didn't have to. You see,She was his Daughter. But,He was my DAD!

I've lost so much more since then.
I Miss Them All!

Thanks Donna what do you mean by " And the day after that, He came back to get Jean. He Couldn't Be Without Her"

Mamasan23

#FreeHalfpint

:(

tallman72

Mamasan23 wrote:

#FreeHalfpint

:(

whats that mean

dimitrispearljam

some laughs,some goodnight..

he.who.forgets

11 years today since my Dad passed :(

dimitrispearljam

he.who.forgets wrote:

11 years today since my Dad passed :(

im so sorry

he.who.forgets

dimitrispearljam wrote:

he.who.forgets wrote:

11 years today since my Dad passed :(

im so sorry

Thanks Dimitris!

meveret

The early 90s for obvious reasons, the good old days in my hometown, being 18, Layne Stayley, Andrew Wood, Borders Books and Music, and the days of more music stores. Jim Henson. VIDEO ARCADES! Val Kilmer acting in good movies. When rap music was actually decent. Finally Seinfeld. Kinda Random.

dimitrispearljam

Hollywood boy

cubBEE_girl

right now, my missing bootlegs.

dimitrispearljam

dimitrispearljam wrote:

the best guy ever..

dimitrispearljam

dimitrispearljam wrote:

dimitrispearljam wrote:

the best guy ever..