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« Reply #163 on: June 30, 2016, 10:55:32 PM » |
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So, after looking at that link, you'll wonder "what discrimination"? As it turns out, this whole thing seems to have started when some bozo was told they couldn't bring their dog to work, and he/she said "Well, they allow a cat to be at the library, I should be allowed to bring a dog here." Now, thanks to that.. this cat, who apparently had a great home and gave kids another reason to want to go to the library, needs to find a new home. I just sent an email to the mayor, and you can do the same -- it takes one minute to do it: http://www.new.wstx.us/city-council/
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« Reply #169 on: July 08, 2016, 11:17:04 PM » |
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Throughout the late 70's and early 80's me and my friends regularly made the pilgrimage to a seaside town on the east coast of England called Southend on Sea, about an hours journey away to buy our records at a small independent record shop called Record Mart... Run by a lovely guy and avid collector called Derek.... Saving up our pocket money, buying up whatever rare American imports Derek had in stock that particular weekend... It was the beginning of a passion for collecting that is still with me to this day... Over the years I'd gone there less and less as I'd moved further away, the last time probably about 10 years ago with my young son..
Yesterday I was in Southend on business and decided to pop in... Very sad to see the shop now closed down. A local told me the block was being re developed and Derek had closed the shop just a couple of weeks earlier. Peering thru the window everything looked exactly the same as it had nearly 40 years ago, minus the stacks of records. I thought back at just how many records I'd bought across that tiny counter with hard saved pocket money as a youngster, the fantastic music I'd been introduced to, the friends we'd meet there on Saturday afternoons and discuss our purchases...
The whole scene reminded me of that Night Gallery episode.. " They're Tearing Down Tim Riley's Bar" and left me with a feeling of melancholy the rest of the day...
I thanked the local, took a couple of pics and left...
Time moves on I guess.... but another piece of my youth has disappeared....
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« Reply #176 on: February 24, 2017, 06:51:36 AM » |
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Thanks everyone for your best wishes. It is a tough loss for me. Making it even more difficult, I don't really have any friends in the area in which I live. So, I've gone from having the entire family around me in London to having to go through this grieving process alone now that I've returned to the States. I'm throwing myself into work and hoping that things will get easier over time. I posted this on Facebook and thought I'd share it with you all. I'm trying to derive some meaning from this experience and hope to be able to use it as motivation for me!
A little over a week ago today, my Dad's oldest brother, who was my favorite uncle, died from complications after a fall. In Arab culture, the oldest brother is the head of the family, so this is a huge loss for us all. I've just returned from his funeral in London. I didn't just love him. I looked up to him too, and I can't even look at a picture of him without crying. What I most admired about him was his resilience, his perseverance, and his unbelievable ability to remain hopeful and optimistic no matter what challenges he faced.
My uncle suffered from Type II Diabetes for decades, and over the course of his life, he had five heart attacks, yet through it all he kept going and remained positive. Few men could have maintained that outlook in the face of so much adversity, but he could and did. In our last conversation three weeks ago, I asked him how he was feeling and he said he was feeling good that day, but that he didn't know about tomorrow. He said that he never worried about it, and had been that way throughout his life because worrying never solves any problem.
In tribute to him, I resolve to do three things: To learn to be more hopeful and optimistic, to do everything I can to avoid suffering from the Type II Diabetes that made the latter part of his life so challenging, and to provide support and comfort to my family as we all grieve this loss. He was a wonderful man, and it's the least I can do to honor him. That will be his legacy to me.
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« Reply #179 on: February 25, 2017, 10:07:27 AM » |
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To me, superficial relationships aren't really reliable or true friendships.
I agree -- I think, in fact, that's the definition of a superficial relationship. Well, we're all here for you. I owe you a PM -- I had a virus that somehow managed to steal access to my business bank account and wipe it out (that could be its own post in this thread), so I had to scrub my computer, which took me offline for a while. Trying to get caught up now (PS, all is fine with my account -- since it's fraud, the funds were replaced, but I had to take preventive measures so it wouldn't happen again.)
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