Sorry for the delay in uploading the Prostitution entry.
This last week has been physically busy. The shortest work daynitemorn (yep, that's my word for the shift I work, When you start your work day 4PM and have it end between 3-4:30 AM , doing the life things after it, laying your head down at sunrise,) was getting out at 3AM after a my partner chopped off a hunk of a knuckle on a key way.
I got sidetracked by the death of a former coworker whose obituary never appeared in a any newspaper I checked. I did get a call from a former coworker telling me the funeral was near Akron Ohio (city about twenty miles south of me) and that it was the next morning (which was Thursday 14.) He did not give an address nor a funeral parlor name. He said he couldn't go because of work. Considering he'd worked with Tommy for over ten years, hearing the sound in his voice which was not good, I had to wonder...
Amongst other things, i received a nice Comment in regards to the Closing of Last Year entry from a reader named Kate in Iceland. She shared with me a band from her Country she thought I might like. Like? I haven't heard music like of Monsters and Men since the Cranberries. Instant liking, just add dancing and jumping about like a kid in a candy store. As she shared with me, I wish to do the same with you. Thanks Kate, full hugs on!
But I'd first like to say to a fallen Comrade: Tommy, you were 4 years younger than me, you didn't drink nor smoke. I never saw you in a foul mood and were always willing to help others without regard to how your STATS would be affected. I know where you worked most well and how it was once an almost magical place to spend a third of your life and enjoy it. It changed profoundly in the last two years, which must have been hell for a good man like you.
I didn't know you well enough to call you 'friend' as we had different likes and dislikes, but I respected you whole heartedly, which is high above what I can say about most of the people I worked with there.
Sad that you left so soon, I cannot find it in myself to call it totally tragic and dismal.
You are now playing with Thomas the Tank Engine trains with your kid that left a few years back. You, no doubt, taking all the time in whatever here-after there is with your kid unhindered by leaving for work or having to figure out bills and such.
Many miss you, Tommy, but that's okay. We will all meet again, somewhere/someday and won't it be great without needing a job and simply liking the things we can do for free for others!
Til we meet again, Tommy...
A song from Kate in Iceland:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mB2dMGux5Fc
Mountain Sound:
I heard them calling in the distance
So I packed my things and ran
Far away from all the trouble
I had caused with my two hands
Alone we traveled
Armed with nothing but a shadow
We fled far away
[Chorus]
Hold your horses now
(We sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran
(Deep into the mountain sound)
Hold your horses now
(Sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran
Some had scars and some had scratches
It made me wonder about their past
And as I looked around I began to notice
That we were nothing like the rest
[Chorus]
Hold your horses now
(We sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran
(Deep into the mountain sound)
Hold your horses now
(Sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-OH
We sleep until the sun goes down
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
We sleep until the sun goes down
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
We sleep until the sun goes down
[Chorus]
Hold your horses now
(We sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran
(Deep into the mountain sound)
Hold your horses now
(Sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran
La la la, whoa-oh-oh-oh-OH
La la la, we sleep until the sun goes down
La la la, whoa-oh, whoa-oh
La la la, we sleep until the sun goes
by Of Monsters and Men
Kate: You nailed me on this song.... Thanks!!!
Authors Note: the Prostitution entry WILL be placed here no later than this coming Sunday.
Mark William Darus 02152013