While we have never met on here, I wanted to pass along my deepest sympathy to you and your family in this time of grief. I share your pain as I lost my sister about three years ago at the age of 35. She left behind two great kids. As fate would have it, today, I lost a good friend of almost 30 years. He was driving his wife to work yesterday morning and lost control of his SUV on black ice. He was the only one in the vehicle not wearing his seatbelt and was ejected as the vehicle overturned on the interstate. He was taken to the hospital yesterday but his head injuries were so severe, he didn't survive. He leaves behind his wife and two children. Losing those that we love is terribly hard and rest assured you will be in our thoughts and prayers sister. We'll all be thinking about you. God bless.
__________________ John
2005 F-250 SD Lariat CC 4x4 6.0 TS Auto.
2007 GMC Yukon Denali
While we have never met on here, I wanted to pass along my deepest sympathy to you and your family in this time of grief. I share your pain as I lost my sister about three years ago at the age of 35. She left behind two great kids. As fate would have it, today, I lost a good friend of almost 30 years. He was driving his wife to work yesterday morning and lost control of his SUV on black ice. He was the only one in the vehicle not wearing his seatbelt and was ejected as the vehicle overturned on the interstate. He was taken to the hospital yesterday but his head injuries were so severe, he didn't survive. He leaves behind his wife and two children. Losing those that we love is terribly hard and rest assured you will be in our thoughts and prayers sister. We'll all be thinking about you. God bless.
THANK YOU for your words....I am sorry for the loss of your sister and for the loss of your friend, yet I am grateful there was no one else with him......
Please know that I will keep you, your family and your friend and his family in my prayers as we both move through the mourning and recovery stages.....
I, too, will be thinking of you and yours.....God Bless~
__________________ *~*Tammie*~*TheOne and Only WeeVee Peepette "When it snows, you have two choices: shovel or make snow angels" "Getting an inch of snow is like winning 10 cents in the lottery." "Sex is like snow, you never know how many inches you're going to get or how long it will last."
"Quitting smoking is easy, I've done it hundreds of times"
~Samual Clemens
I lost my cool a few posts back. Sorry about that.
I lost a friend due to the disease of greed and theft - he stole a C/B radio from me, and I know who it was sold to. I was "DROWNING" a lot of bitterness that night, and already enraged by a thing that had nothing to do with FTE.
He's still alive, but no friend of mine...
We go back about five years, and I'd have never believed he'd pull such a stunt.
Looking back on it though - he always had to be hunted down and cornered when he borrowed anything.
I apologise for disrupting things. "Anger is fear being hidden"
In this case - fear that I didn't see signs it was going to turn out like that one day. Fear that I can't tell a thief from an honest man. Fear of being a victim, and so on.... Also fear that beer will one day get me killed, to be honest about it. But I already know not to think I can drive, or hunt when I indulge.
I have also been in recovery more than once. That's why it struck a nerve...
I feel that I too have some explaining to do. Being in recovery myself, sometimes I feel that whenever the subject about addiction comes up, I feel the need to make a comment. Well in this case my comment at the time was inappropriate. Granted it was taken differently from what I meant, but none the less it was wrong to make the statement at the time. I apologize to those I offended.
You have offended nobody. Thank you for reminding me of it.
There is always time to reflect and to learn, if we take the time to do so.
But not even Jesus attempted to live anyone elses life FOR them. He just pointed the way....
It's up to us all to lead, follow, or mill about aimlessly.
UBU
Sometimes we get upset, and sometimes we don't know why. It takes looking at it to find out how come. I took a time out, because I knew I was wrong. When things like that happen at FTE, we have a legacy: We "AGREE TO DISAGREE" without taking it personally.
It is part of what makes FTE what it is. We are strong, because we give when it is necessary - like a tree in a high wind.
In fact - "GIVING" is what FTE is all about. We come here to share what we know.
Mainly about TRUCKS however
(He observes)
In some ways, I think FTE is my 'Therapy' - strange but true.
"Quitting smoking is easy, I've done it hundreds of times" ~Samual Clemens
I lost my cool a few posts back. Sorry about that.
I apologise for disrupting things. "Anger is fear being hidden"
I for myself accept your apology. I have wrote of the troubled past but I think maybe I can bring this full circle. I had a friend years back that I ran with quite a bit and we got into some of the most bizarre ordeals and drank plenty. We would start fights for fun and almost got beat one night when we started on a hippie in a bar only to find out he had friends and they were long past humored with these dumb cowboys. We had a vehicle waiting out side when it was seen that we may have bit off more than we could chew. The 50 yard dash was a fast one out the back door but we got away.
There came a day after another bad drunk that it was done and I must move on. I had vented my frustration on the world and so as friends will do for another I tried to ask him to take the path of less destruction than the one we had been on to which he quietly refused to continue with others that reveled in this as well. We soon lost contact only to hear of another exploit where he would be taken to the hospital sometimes within minutes of death from alcohol poisoning or another marriage that would bite the dust.
The last time I talked to him was after he had been in to detoxify almost destroying the room he was in while he fought unseen demons for days like a crazed animal. He asked me at one point what had happened to the world and why wasn’t it fun anymore then went silent At that time I had no way to respond not sure I still do. I thought many reasons why but not sure what the real reason was only that after many failed attempts he become successful with a .44 cal.
The end to all this that I do know for fact is life can be good, it is not an evil place without redemption. I have struggled on my own for years to over come my worst and I failed miserably many times but continued forward none the less. I like to brag that my life came together last May on my 50th but it took many years of overcoming fear that got me to this. A funeral for a broken man that did not need to be assisted much in this.
In memory of “Chuck” Charles F. Herman these years later I put this to rest as well. One cannot give up but struggle on, life is not that bad.
I'll just say one thing on all this...
Great idea Dutch,
As I have not had a friend or family member pass since my Mom
in 07 I have not had to face these kind of times, that was enough.
To face these kinds of things in life is hard enough but to do face
it as a recovering acoholic is really hard and thats what I have
choosen to do for the last 17 years, one day at a time.
That is my choice and with my history, the only one.
__________________
Dave
90 BII
94 Crown Vic
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting "Holy Crap, What a Ride" R.I.P.
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body,
but rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting "Holy Crap, What a Ride"
a note about the above statement:
This one statement has summed up my brothers life.....
he was on one hell of a ride his entire life!
This line in your signature, actually made me smile and think
totally and completely of my big brother with nothing but
complete tenderness and love.....I will miss him terribly~
I want to thank you all for your kind words and sentiments, they were all received with great appreciation.........and it appears some of you were able to vent and release a few of your own little demons along the way, this in itself has made my loss a little easier to deal with.......
A special thanks goes out to those who have listened to my blathering and bumbling in the private sector......I pray that you know how very precious you are to me......the shoulders that I was given to lean on were broad and strong and I hope to be there for you some day~
When I sneakily appeared on the board, to surprise Paul (pmasley), I was only looking for a way to bring our relationship to a higher level and to become a little closer to him by involving myself in that which seems to give him much joy and comfort......he always talked about how GREAT you guys and gals were......trust me, you are amazing beyond all words~
my motivations for joining this board were purely selfish and produced only by the love that I have for this man....I am thankful, beyond comprehension, for the closeness this place carries.......and my decision to sneak in through the side door, as I was told.....THANK YOU, Bruce~
Who would have thought that one mans drive and persistance would have brought such a group of diverse people together, from all across the world?
I come from a family that is BIG on Ford trucks, they most all have one, yet I do not drive a Ford truck, let alone any other Ford automobile, I am the drive behind a man who does drive a Ford truck and I have a son who drives a Ford truck........I cannot offer you any technical advice or support, only friendship and a bit of laughter.....THANK YOU for accepting me into your family~
Many thanks and much love pours out of my heart to you all here at FTE, for reaching beyond the boundaries of distance and the unknown and caring so much about each other~~
__________________ *~*Tammie*~*TheOne and Only WeeVee Peepette "When it snows, you have two choices: shovel or make snow angels" "Getting an inch of snow is like winning 10 cents in the lottery." "Sex is like snow, you never know how many inches you're going to get or how long it will last."
The radio that was kiped from me was worth all of about $179 bucks US, about.
His father (who lives upstairs at his house, over the garage) gave me an old computer he had laying around that same day, and I just got done evaluating it.
It not only still runs, but has an eight gig hard drive, pentium II processor, and 64 meg of ram. It's running win 98, which I can easily deal with and it came with a monitor that was also gathering dust. Screen width is 1024 by whatever...
So at one and the same time as I got stripped for a thing by the son that ran me about two hundred - I was gifted by the Dad with a thing worth around a thousand...
I can't help thinking I'm ahead of the game, but the principle of the thing is still there.
And the father is not the son. The two issues are not related.
STILL - I wanted a Cobra Night Hawk or a Galaxy anyway!
I do know that young man will never get into my goods again.
George Arthur Jacobs 8 MAR 1923 - DECEMBER 2002 Aeronautical Engineer, Architect, Parent
Ann Peril Purdy (Jacobs) 30 DEC 1916 - 8 SEP 2001 College graduate, mother, home maker, realtor, artist, foriegn student tutor, adventuress, survivor! Her only regret was when she could no longer read well.... I recieved a TEE-SHIRT from Alaska while I was on a cruise one year when she drove through Canada to Anchorage with a friend of hers. They did that from Scranton Pennsylvania in a mid seventies model Oldsmobile...
-Just a pair of little old ladies tooling down the road I'm sure they worked it out well in advance
MOMMA was someone I wish you could have known.... Always a quiet smile, and pure appreciation for everything in life
*Whenever she cried I hurt for days afterward
MY BELOVED PARENTS.
It took a long time to know them, less for my mother because we were so much the same. I still have a copy of a book by Edith Hamilton titled "MYTHOLOGY" that I borrowed from her when I was eight years old. In art we were both gifted, in thinking as well. Of their honeymoon I was told they flew across country in a Piper Cub - breaking a propeller in a bad landing because a cable was across the grass of a farm field that couldn't be seen from the air - but Poppa repaired it after waiting for a new prop to be sent there.
I learned the USA and how to read (I was suddenly aware I could read the signs along the roadway, and Momma was overjoyed. It became "The READING GAME") while travelling in caravan across the U.S. in a 1958 Oldsmobile Delta 88, a 1960 Desoto, and with a wooden box trailer full of our household goods in tow that was once used by a preacher to haul manure....
Poppa taught me how to sketch ideas out, and use a slide rule. We both loved wooden model airplanes, from which I learned to craft and understand plans.
Aerospace jobs were like that. They called Poppa to Pittsburgh, Georgia, San Diego, and Renton Washington. He worked for Piasecki, Boeing, SOLAR, CONVAIR, and many others - and finally on the mains for the Space Shuttle.
I think that is what killed him....
He was never the same after the bad shuttle launch.
I and my brother are all that is left, and the legacy they left stamped in our memories forever.
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I'm sure they worked it out well in advance
