An old DLI classmate passed away 11.25--not a surprise since diabetes and an unhealthy lifestyle had already cost him some toes and part of another leg. Few humans we encounter in this brief life are so fucking weird, irritating, and entertaining at the same time. KInd and good-hearted at times, and opinionated and annoying at others, Jim was like most of us but at the extremes. I feel lucky to have known him and even more lucky that I was NOT his roommate at D.L.I. Thought you might want to know amidst all the war shit.
thanks for the info. we caught up w/ jim during/after the crack phase before he moved to alaska and started living on the fort protection float. jim used to add up items in his head from the paper receipt for crap he bought in px to check the accuracy of cash register. he was a good soccer player, lousy at russian and a nice human being. his former army buddies helped him out after he got sick. was i jim's roommate?
i think i've blacked the whole thing out. not jim, tho. hard to black out jim. we used to ride around at weird hours of the night in that crappy blue whatever he drove and talk about his missionary childhood. i think he blossomed in alaska 4 a while. he seemed happiest there
ahhh... the blue crapheap! such memories. he lent me the car after the air force chick Carole Stearn that I had met in his car wanted to go out on a date.... she was about 5 or 6 yrs older to me and she basically looked at me like a piece of meat (i was tasty in my youth-) and commanded that i give her the keys --memorable in many ways! but perhaps the confirming story about jim's car not being a mercedes is when he drove me and others to my parents' place for Thanksgiving in AZ. My dad, a mechanic, saw the lack of tread on jim's tires and basically gave jim a couple of tires in hope of his son (me) surviving the trip back.... and then of course the roadtrip to LA with a bunch of us jammed into jim's car ?.....
An old DLI classmate passed away 11.25--not a surprise since diabetes and an unhealthy lifestyle had already cost him some toes and part of another leg. Few humans we encounter in this brief life are so fucking weird, irritating, and entertaining at the same time. KInd and good-hearted at times, and opinionated and annoying at others, Jim was like most of us but at the extremes. I feel lucky to have known him and even more lucky that I was NOT his roommate at D.L.I. Thought you might want to know amidst all the war shit.
thanks for the info. we caught up w/ jim during/after the crack phase before he moved to alaska and started living on the fort protection float. jim used to add up items in his head from the paper receipt for crap he bought in px to check the accuracy of cash register. he was a good soccer player, lousy at russian and a nice human being. his former army buddies helped him out after he got sick. was i jim's roommate?
i think for the beginning of the basic course, unfortunately or fortunately. Buried deep in the subconscious of your other past traumas-I suppose.
i think i've blacked the whole thing out. not jim, tho. hard to black out jim. we used to ride around at weird hours of the night in that crappy blue whatever he drove and talk about his missionary childhood. i think he blossomed in alaska 4 a while. he seemed happiest there
ahhh... the blue crapheap! such memories. he lent me the car after the air force chick Carole Stearn that I had met in his car wanted to go out on a date.... she was about 5 or 6 yrs older to me and she basically looked at me like a piece of meat (i was tasty in my youth-) and commanded that i give her the keys --memorable in many ways! but perhaps the confirming story about jim's car not being a mercedes is when he drove me and others to my parents' place for Thanksgiving in AZ. My dad, a mechanic, saw the lack of tread on jim's tires and basically gave jim a couple of tires in hope of his son (me) surviving the trip back.... and then of course the roadtrip to LA with a bunch of us jammed into jim's car ?.....