On Sept 2 I lost a very dear friend. I can only now begin to talk about it. I hope now the healing can finally start. He was at my side through thick and thin, mostly thick. Always there to keep me from making a spectacle of myself, that was his job. My dear friend sniff sniff we have been together since I was 2 years old. You where there when I met my wife, saw the birth of my children and try to shield me from a flying lawn chair. You where hard as nails but easy busted. You where so transparent, I could easily see right though you. Should I donate your lifeless body to science or to the Lion's Club? I lot of coke bottles died so I could see my way through life. Although I preferred diet Pepsi bottles, I was happy to see. Thank You.
1957 - 2008
Rest in peace dear friend
13 comments:
ah what memories! He was like a big brother to me. A big glassy big brother. Adios old friend. I'll be seeing you, not very clearly but that's for another blog.
I know you jest, but this made me teary. Ok, I am a little emotional, but you joke, and I really know how you feel about your glasses/contacts/vision. I am glad you can make light of it.
I think you need to hang on to those bad boys. There's a lot of history in those spectacles!
I think I have his brothers in a dresser drawer.....and there are plenty of pictures to keep his memories alive. May your eyes improve so you never have to kill a coke bottle again
I don't see you missing them! After Jay got contacts he rarely wore his glasses in public. We were refinancing our house in 1993 (thanks Joe)and for some reason Jay had to wear his glasses. People were staring at him. I thought at first he was just being sensitive. As more people came by just for a look, I thought fast...I took the glasses off of Jay and put them on myself. We never knew what the people thought because neither of us could see! We had a lot laughs though.
Ah, Joe, you showed your sensitive side.
I always loved that picture of you little Joey. Happy for you that you don't need those heavy glasses anymore and save the coke bottles of the world. Probably why they had to go to plastic bottles.
It just hit me--those are the same glasses you wore at age 2. No wonder you are so attached. Surprised they haven't broken over the years.
Yes jer, those are the exact glasses I wore at age 2. My head did not grow at all and my prescription did not change one bit.
I knew I was right.
This is how the adorable little guy looked on the day his bride was born. Who knew?
You were lucky you found each other!
To see the world clearly a man needs a good woman at his side and thick glasses on his face.
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