Entries in the Lost Sole Dedications Category
As I discover, or sometimes it seems they discover me, Lost Soles out there on the road their discovery coincides with the passing of an actual soul. This category represents many of the dedications to those that have been lost along the way. Some friends and family, others were complete strangers. However this section makes the old cliche that Life is stranger than Fiction ring true. May all these lost souls rest in peace.
As the Boston Marathon tragedy unfolded I was glued to the TV and online media outlets trying to find out more information. My desire to know what was going on was so great, and I imagine from the frenzy on social media, I was not the only one. I scoured through the new information that was continually being posted. And in that material I came across a photograph of the aftermath, right about where the bomb went off.
What emotionally struck me at first was the amount of, for a lack …
I just got news from a grade-school classmate of mine, that one of our fellow classmates had lost his life the night before in a fire. I have written on several occasions about the strong bonds that were created during my grade school years among classmates, so news like this hits home pretty hard for me.
Not only did I go to grade school with him, but also graduated the same class in high school from the Catholic School, Moeller of Cincinnati. I probably have not seen Tom since our 10-year …
Having spent a lot of time in Port Charlotte/Punta Gorda Sharon and I have gotten to know many of the locals, mainly through her sister Rachie. One of the people we saw over and over again was a man we only knew as Fuzzy. His real name was Timothy Allen Deah.
He was jovial type person, who was always laughing smiling and cracking a joke of some sort. Usually off-color, but he was a good guy. He became one of Rachel and Donny’s best friends.
Our last visit to Port …
I only lived in Charleston, West Virginia for around 3 years, but I managed to make strong friendships there that will most likely last a lifetime. Even though I don’t see or talk to them as much as I wish I could I still feel a strong bond with them. We all worked at a small educational company named Cambridge Educational. The atmosphere seemed to be one that fostered relationships between the coworkers. Or maybe it was that it was a special group of people that made up the Cambridge …Read the full entry »
I am a few days late doing this report as it has been Easter weekend, and I just didnt want to post such a sad post. But on the eve before good friday a real tragedy struck not far from where we live,on a section of road we travel quite frequently. Two girls were pushing a double stroller across a street around 8pm and were struck by a motorists in the middle of the road killing a 1 year old baby girl. The girl was Shakuriyah Jenkins. The other baby …Read the full entry »
Well it is hard to believe a year has flown by, and wow what a difference a year makes. I know many are still reeling from the impact that the Deepwater Horizon spill had, and may never fully recover, especially those who lost loved ones in the initial blast that started in motion a terrible series of events. The true environmental events may not even be known for some time.
The big problem is that hidden pockets of submerged oil, commonly known as “tar mats” are still being discovered. However it …
It is with a heavy heart that I write this tribute, not so much for Bob who is now in a better place, but for his kids Ben and Ashley for whom I know first hand Bob loved and cherished very deeply.
I thought hard about what to name this entry. I thought about farewell or goodbye, but those seemed too final. As I know Bob will never be gone from my thoughts as long as I live. And I know he will not leave the minds and hearts of his …
A couple of days ago I awoke to horrible news. A 66 year old Pensacola native, Roger Grooters, had undertaken a 3200 mile journey traversing the United States on his bike to help raise awareness and money for victims of the BP oil spill. He had made it all the way from Oceanside California to Panama City and was only hours from completing the journey when he was struck by a truck and killed outside of Panama City, Florida. Grooters’ wife, Vicki, had been following him the whole way in …Read the full entry »
Today I lost a grandmother. Not my blood relative grandmother, but my grandmother nonetheless. Pauline Jessie Conner, affectionately known as Nanny, was Sharon’s grandmother and our Nora Jessie Hamilton’s namesake. Nanny was truly the glue that bound the family together, a true matriarch so this past week has been so hard on the family.Read the full entry »
Tucked away in the Blackwater River State Forest, north of the beaches and far from the hustle and bustle of the tourists, is a magical place called Adventures Unlimited situated on the banks of Coldwater Creek. It is an outdoor enthusiast’s heaven. You can kayak clear, spring-fed creeks, mountain bike the local Black Bear Lake trail, or hike the Juniper Creek trail. And for those that like the rush of adrenaline there is a zip line canopy tour with 14 platforms that allow you to shoot across tree tops and rivers.Read the full entry »