Posted by Frank M. on November 19, 1998 at 21:33:13:
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:
:Put the flag down - you won't need it....!
Yolandita. Just your name alone conjures up soooo many memories. I remember running around with you all here and there, and wondering all the while why you guys wanted to hang around with a little kid? I'll tell you - the moments were not only memorable, they were the building blocks for much of what I have become (what was that thud?)
You are so right in pointing out that there should be room for accord, understanding, acceptance and peace. It's just that most folks don't take kindly to verbal attacks - especially when they're indiscriminate, hurtful, demeaning and hateful. Perhaps this "Truth Teller" views his/her bitter taunting as a way to bring things out in the open. It's a myopic attempt at best, which eventually does nothing more than to elicit the worst in each person. I read once that "happiness is a state of find." Hopefully, TT will find that which makes him/her happy elsewhere, and allow us to do the same amongst ourselves. If this is to become our Garden in which to plant fruitful memories for the future, we don't need someone like TT sowing the seeds of discord and antagonism.
Well, let's see what will appear on this website in the days to come. Hopefully, we'll get to see more shiny apples - and less of the snake.
Cuidate!
Frank
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.