The general memorial thread - ZEFRANK.COM

DiggerDude · 05-27-2007, 11:33 PM

Tomarrow is memorial day. For those of you who don't live in America memorial day is a day when school is cancelled and you are supposed to remember soliders who have died.

Anyway I was thinking we could have a general memorial thread were we simply remember stuff. It can be a specific event, a time period, a person, or whatever

For example I had an awsome second grade teacher call Mr. Anderson. He ran a film club and would show movies in class, he would also let us do class assingments in any order we liked which was pretty cool.

lukkucairi · 05-27-2007, 11:48 PM

my dad died 3 years and change ago...

I'll post a pic of him sometime when I find one to scan.

Tunesmith · 05-28-2007, 12:33 AM

When I was eight years old, my friend Zack Campbell taught me how to peel apart maple seeds. They were sticky on the inside, from the sap, so we put them on our noses and had little swordfights with them.

He always won, for some reason. Maybe I let him win. I don't really remember.

But he moved to California all of a sudden. I remember him telling me on the bus home "I'm moving really far away this weekend. Wanna come over one last time?" I ran off the bus and asked my mom to drive me down (he lived less than 5 blocks away, but I had a horrible sense of direction, and still do), but apparently I had a doctor's appointment.

I remember crying in the car on the way to the pediatrician because I was convinced that I'd never get to play "maple seed fight" with anyone ever again.

It was really childish of me, in a way. It didn't really hit me that Zack was gone until weeks later.

Ah, well. I kinda miss our all-night-pillow-fight-no-lights sleepovers, but its been so long that I probably wouldn't recognize the kid if I saw him

zenbabe · 05-28-2007, 02:38 AM

I learned the best BBQ recipe from my gramps back in the day and I am going to make it tomorrow!

Brynn · 05-28-2007, 07:53 AM

I remember in high school this guy named Sidney who had to live in a wheelchair. He worked as an editor on the school newspaper with me. He was very soft-spoken, gentle, very smart, and people tended to overlook him because he was in a wheelchair. It was as if he didn't "count" in the land of high school. He had long hair, and hid behind thick glasses that overwhelmed his thin face.
He could drive a car - he had this whole system worked out with rods that pushed down on the accelerator and brake that he could operate with his hands.
But getting in and out of the car with his chair took a while.
Life was obviously a huge struggle for him, but not once did I ever hear him say an unkind word about anyone. Not once did he ever complain - not even about homework, a teacher, a situation. He had a nice sense of humor and it was always easy to make him laugh. And he always had the right thing to say to me when I was depressed.
The most arresting thing about him though was an overwhelming sense of compassion that emanated from him. I know he was lonely. But in my mind, his face will always be a picture of Christ. He glowed with grace and joy.

Whatever was causing his paralysis was degenerative, and I seriously doubt that he's alive now.
Of all the people I knew at that point in my life, I miss Sidney the most, and think about him the most. I have never met another person quite like him. I wish I had made more time for him to be my friend, and hadn't been such a stupid teenager. Back then, in the foolishness of my inexperience, I must have thought that I would be meeting extraordinary people for the rest of my life.
Although these faces below bear no physical resemblance to him, it's the closest I can come to imagining him as a man:

Oh how I wish I could have just one more conversation with him.

brightpearl · 05-28-2007, 08:00 AM

One of my best friends died several years ago, at 30, from cystic fibrosis. We were in school together and she used to call me her advisor, but she was mine. I never knew anyone who was more herself.

She died on the other side of the world, the same week as a beloved figure in the country where she was. The news was filled with footage of people wailing in the streets as I got word of her death, and it was as though the whole world was weeping with me.

Her favorite book was The Little Prince. I still miss her very much.

05-27-2007, 11:33 PM	#1
DiggerDude High Five Guys! Join Date: Apr 2007 Posts: 105	The general memorial thread Tomarrow is memorial day. For those of you who don't live in America memorial day is a day when school is cancelled and you are supposed to remember soliders who have died. Anyway I was thinking we could have a general memorial thread were we simply remember stuff. It can be a specific event, a time period, a person, or whatever For example I had an awsome second grade teacher call Mr. Anderson. He ran a film club and would show movies in class, he would also let us do class assingments in any order we liked which was pretty cool.

05-28-2007, 12:33 AM	#3
Tunesmith click click click Join Date: Sep 2006 Location: snap the fingers Posts: 2,229	When I was eight years old, my friend Zack Campbell taught me how to peel apart maple seeds. They were sticky on the inside, from the sap, so we put them on our noses and had little swordfights with them. He always won, for some reason. Maybe I let him win. I don't really remember. But he moved to California all of a sudden. I remember him telling me on the bus home "I'm moving really far away this weekend. Wanna come over one last time?" I ran off the bus and asked my mom to drive me down (he lived less than 5 blocks away, but I had a horrible sense of direction, and still do), but apparently I had a doctor's appointment. I remember crying in the car on the way to the pediatrician because I was convinced that I'd never get to play "maple seed fight" with anyone ever again. It was really childish of me, in a way. It didn't really hit me that Zack was gone until weeks later. Ah, well. I kinda miss our all-night-pillow-fight-no-lights sleepovers, but its been so long that I probably wouldn't recognize the kid if I saw him __________________ of the deadly ginger snaps

05-28-2007, 02:38 AM	#4
zenbabe Lollypop! Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: we are all made of stars Posts: 11,690	I learned the best BBQ recipe from my gramps back in the day and I am going to make it tomorrow! __________________ Be yourself, because the people that mind don't matter, and the people that matter don't mind. -Dr. Seuss

05-28-2007, 07:53 AM	#5
Brynn constantly amazed Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: in the labyrinth of shared happiness Posts: 6,206	I remember in high school this guy named Sidney who had to live in a wheelchair. He worked as an editor on the school newspaper with me. He was very soft-spoken, gentle, very smart, and people tended to overlook him because he was in a wheelchair. It was as if he didn't "count" in the land of high school. He had long hair, and hid behind thick glasses that overwhelmed his thin face. He could drive a car - he had this whole system worked out with rods that pushed down on the accelerator and brake that he could operate with his hands. But getting in and out of the car with his chair took a while. Life was obviously a huge struggle for him, but not once did I ever hear him say an unkind word about anyone. Not once did he ever complain - not even about homework, a teacher, a situation. He had a nice sense of humor and it was always easy to make him laugh. And he always had the right thing to say to me when I was depressed. The most arresting thing about him though was an overwhelming sense of compassion that emanated from him. I know he was lonely. But in my mind, his face will always be a picture of Christ. He glowed with grace and joy. Whatever was causing his paralysis was degenerative, and I seriously doubt that he's alive now. Of all the people I knew at that point in my life, I miss Sidney the most, and think about him the most. I have never met another person quite like him. I wish I had made more time for him to be my friend, and hadn't been such a stupid teenager. Back then, in the foolishness of my inexperience, I must have thought that I would be meeting extraordinary people for the rest of my life. Although these faces below bear no physical resemblance to him, it's the closest I can come to imagining him as a man: Oh how I wish I could have just one more conversation with him. __________________ 1. While sitting at your desk, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles. 2. Now, while doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with your right hand. 3. Your foot will change direction. Last edited by Brynn : 05-28-2007 at 08:03 AM.

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05-27-2007, 11:48 PM	#2
lukkucairi earth worker Join Date: May 2006 Location: on the planet Posts: 5,844	my dad died 3 years and change ago... I'll post a pic of him sometime when I find one to scan.

05-28-2007, 08:00 AM	#6
brightpearl Rhinoceros fan Join Date: Mar 2007 Posts: 8,749	One of my best friends died several years ago, at 30, from cystic fibrosis. We were in school together and she used to call me her advisor, but she was mine. I never knew anyone who was more herself. She died on the other side of the world, the same week as a beloved figure in the country where she was. The news was filled with footage of people wailing in the streets as I got word of her death, and it was as though the whole world was weeping with me. Her favorite book was The Little Prince. I still miss her very much.