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Spirit in the Sky

October 6, 2013

While my friend and I were looking up old friends from long ago we were searching for your phone number and today I can say I have a broken heart. Shame on me for not keeping the promise I made to you the night you drove me to the airport in SF when I moved to Miami. I promised I would always put myself first, not keep in contact with Gary Souza and always stay in contact with you. I failed you. You and I were secret friends from everyone. We talked for hours and shared many a bottle of wine while listening to music, talking and me usually crying over Gary. You always told me I picked the wrong one but I didn't because we were the best secret friend anyone could ever have. I never told Gary about our talks and cherished our friendship with all my heart. Yes you are my Spirit in the Sky and gone to soon. You were one in a life time friend. I will go to my grave with great memories of our friendship.. God Bless a wonderful, sweet, honest, trustful, understanding friend. I smile when I look at your picture on the Harley. Oh how I remember those days. Forgive me my friend for not staying in contact.

Missing you at Christmas

December 25, 2012

Evey day without you,
Is like summer without sunshine,
and winter without snow.

I wish that I could talk to you,
There's so much I would say,
Life has changed so very much,
since you went away.

I miss the bond between us, 
and miss your kind support,
You're in my mind and in my heart,
and every christmas thought.

I'll always feel you close to me,
and though you're far from sight,
I'll search for you among the stars
that shine on Christmas night. 

Birthday's

March 5, 2010

 Here's the story about Darrell and my argument of age difference.  We are 21 months apart in age. This use to throw him for a loop when I told him some times we were one year apart and some times we were two years apart. He would say to me, that's impossible, we are either one or two years apart and can't be both. You know Darrell, Mr percised! I would laugh when he tried to make himself younger then he was. After arguing with him about his age, I told me that it was OK to make himself younger, because that made me younger. He always said that age was only a number. He lived by that, because he never acted like an old man that he was. He did his best to be active up to the very end. I try living by his example. I will miss him until the day we meet again.

I remember the 3lb meatloaf!

September 13, 2009
I have a lot of good memories of you Uncle Darrell, and since you passed, though they are mostly old, they have all come flooding back. I know now, that an average meatloaf takes about a pound of hamburger, but I remember the time I wanted to make you and I meatloaf for dinner. Not experienced at cooking at all, I went to the store and bought supplies. I had seen Mom make it, couldn't be too hard. One pound of hamburger looked so small. After all I myself was a big meat eater so certainly I would need more than that. Two pounds almost looked like enough. Putting it all together went well, but when I put that three pound meatloaf in the oven, it just didn't look quite right. An hour and half later, you said "That damn meat loaf's not done yet?!" It eventually finished cooking and wasn't bad, but we were never gonna eat all those leftovers! I remember watching Super Bowl XVII with you and Jim. Opening day on the Delta. Sink shopping. Annette and I came over for your 45th birthday. She made lasagna and I brought a cake I baked for you. What a sight. My first cake. At least it tasted good. Though at the time you wouldn't tell me your age so I put a ? on it. I remember a young man you knew asked me for my number. Right in front of you, not smart. When you refused to let me give him my number, he yelled his number to me. When we seen him again a couple of weeks later, he asked if the reason I never called was beacause you threatened to brake my arms like you threatened to brake his? Taking care of you after the accident. You had me heading everyone off cuz you didn't want anyone to know you were hurt, go figure. I remember Bob Gan banging on the door, you standing in the hall whispering "just tell him I'm not here" Boy was he mad! "I want to know where Darrell is now and don't give me any !@#$% . . . I know he's here and I want to know what's going on!" Then you were mad because I let him in. You didn't think I was gonna argue with him did you? I remember the ride to the Delta that we talked about recently. You kept tapping my leg to make sure I was still on the back of the bike. Oh to weigh that again! I would have loved to see your face if I had fallen off! I am sorry I didn't answer your question. It caught me off guard, but I hope you knew me well enough to know, if I didn't want to be there, I wouldn't have been. You were there for me at a time when I really needed you and I appreciate that. Love ya much.

I REMEMBER 1955- 1956!

August 28, 2009

- Your Dad selling his business and moving to Oregon... - Helen and Gerald getting married and Helen finishing High School... - Your beloved "Mere" primer paint and all (which you let me drive when I turned 16)... - The white angora dice with our initials hanging over the mirror... -Cruising Gordon's Drive-In and Vanilla Cokes! -How jealous I was of your ex-girlfriend, Mary Ann N., and always being on a diet to stay at 100 pounds like her...  -Drive-In movies, drinking Country Club beer, smoking Lucky Strikes and all the "firsts" we shared...  - The jewelry store on "B" Street where you bought my engagement ring...  -How I loved you!  -The vacation trip we took with your sister, Helen & Gerald to see your family in Oregon...  - Hanging out at Helen and Gerald's duplex in Oakland...

- How I would have loved to share all the memories with you!  Why do we only miss someone after they are lost or gone? My heart is aching!

Helen, if you read this, I would love to hear from you... OXOX Sue (510) 352-4380 or (510) 381-2980

Santa clause

August 23, 2009

I will never forget the last time i spent with Uncle Darrel. We were having a picnic and Grandma Hellen told my two kids he was santa clause and Darrel responded "you try to sit on my lap and I'll bite ya". We will miss the old grouch. 

Chopper Magazine

August 15, 2009

When I was in Jr High about 1973-74 my Uncle Darrell was in an article in a magazine. I think it was Chopper Magazine or something like that. I was so excited I was very proud that it was my uncle in print. I think I felt like some kind of celebrity because of it. It was a huge deal to me.

I took that magazine to school and showed it to the kids in my homeroom class and one of the stupid boys (it's always the boys who cause you problems) said that the man in the picture was Mexican and that  I didn't even have the same last name. Well no matter how hard I tried to explain and  convince the crowd that this really was MY uncle it wasn't happening.

I told Uncle Darrell and he laughed about it (the boy thing!) I didn't find the humor in it. I never did live it down. I heard about it for the rest of the year.

Everytime he would show me a magazine with something pertaining to him I would have to laugh. I wasn't tellin anyone.

I miss the old fart so much and I wish he was here to give me a hard time just for a minute. I believe that was his way of saying I love ya.


 

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