An Excerpt

blogged at you September 20, 2009

At my Dad’s grave-site, next to my Mother’s and his parents, before they came close to covering him up I let everyone know how I felt.  I cannot retell all of it because there was too much.  You have to see me live to really appreciate me.  Here is an excerpt and it is in caps because I was shouting.

IN HIGH SCHOOL I WAS TOLD I WOULD SURVIVE
NUMBER ONE
AND REBUILD WITH A SMALL GROUP OF PEOPLE
I SAID I DIDN’T LIKE THAT BECAUSE I WANTED PEOPLE TO LIVE!
AND SO LATER I WAS TOLD I COULD DO THAT BUT IT WOULD TAKE LONGER
OK, THEN IT WILL TAKE LONGER
AND SO I THINK I WILL WAIT LONGER
AND SURVIVE NUMBER THREE
AND REBUILD WITH A SMALL GROUP OF PEOPLE
BECAUSE THAT IDEA SOUNDS MUCH BETTER NOW
THAN IT DID BEFORE.

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