Posted by Ginger Moreno on November 19, 1998 at 19:42:43:
In Reply to: Don't fire I'm waving a white flag. . . posted by Yolanda Rogers (Yolandita) on November 19, 1998 at 19:14:19:
Dear Yolandita -
No - the pleasant memories are still there, however, Truth Teller, La Conciencia, the Puerto Rican Whatever, Luis Laporte (whoever that is), etc., make it very hard to be positive. The truth of the matter is that all of these aliases are just that - aliases. The person behind all this is not a well person. But enough of that.
Thank you for your memories of me. Movie Star? I don't think so, however, and this will take you by surprise - I always felt like the ugly duckling around YOU! You look so much like Mami that I always thought I was adopted and you were her real child being raised by Titi Yuli because they didn't want to tell me I was adopted! Well, I thought that when I was a kid. I used to come home (as a 20 year old) and tell Mami - "Oye, Yolandita looks so much like you - I can't believe it" Mami would roll her eyes and look at me and just shrug her shoulders and say "Look in the mirror and who do you see?" I would say, "My father" - Her reply - AHA!!!
You always had the grace I felt I lacked. You had a sister and brother that we would watch together (when we were kids) and I admired you because you were so good with them - and I didn't even know how to pin the diaper on Dianita. I always felt like I was six feet tall and you guys were so petite and so graceful. I felt like I was tripping over my size 7 feet (they're bigger now)! My little girl is the shortest one in her middle school and I keep telling her that she's lucky - I was always one of the ones they chose to sit in the back of the class.
You speak of all of us with a lot of love and respect - and that is very appreciated. I can't speak for Frankie or Carl - but I think that's all we wanted from the beginning. I received an anonymous e-mail from "Anonymous" and he was so very kind - thank you also for your kindness. It is very much appreciated.
We would like to share information with one another, and no, you're not getting senile - you may have the best mind of all!
: Hi, I'm back. I made a few entries at the beginning which, I guess, fell by the wayside to make way for more important things like truth and justice. Anyway, folks, it looks pretty intimidating in here. I don't want to interrupt and hope you don't mind my dropping in.
: There seems to be a lot of bitterness all around. Have you all changed that much or am I getting senile? The memories that I have of each of you (whom I know) are pleasant. Ginger, I you weren't a movie star, you should have been. You certainly had (still have?) the looks and the talent. I remember going to the theater, beach parties, radio station and other exciting places with you always feeling like the ugly duckling but loving every minute of it. Frank, I remember the adoration you and your Mom had for each other. It was contagious. Carl, you were (still are, no doubt) so bright. Your Mom & Dad cared so much for you that whenever they flew, they did so on different flights so that you would not be left orphaned. Tia Rafaela still brags. I love to hear her talk - she lights up so much when the conversation turns to you! Millie, I remember the compassion you, Frances, Eddie and especially Johnny had for us when Mom would go on her many emergency hospital trips and your Mom and Dad would take us in.
: I got my first joy ride with Tia Rafaela (boy, did she drive fast!); my first "pay check" from Tio Carl; my first "Madras" skirt from Tia Iris and my first piano lesson from Tia Paquita.
: I ask myself, if these memories are truly mine and not a figment of my imagination, then shouldn't they be also truly yours? And if they are truly yours, then you have common ground for accord, understanding, acceptance, peace.
: Yes, my life is chock full of memories. I have chosen to dwell on the pleasant. I have a lot for which to be grateful. The Lord has dealt bountifully with me. I pray you will allow Him to do likewise with you.