Lifted Up

Aparently nobody cares here that much. Just my 2 cents worth as an old Cleveland fan, I've never cared much...partly because the Cavs came into being long after my pre TWI life in Ohio, but also because I could never stomach the time he showed up to an Indians-Yankees game in a Yankee cap.

Who cares? At least he won the Cy Young with my Indians.

Still over a month, I had to resurrect them, it sure wasn't like this a few years ago. Maybe we all ARE getting to old.

I am only one corps older but I have only just over 10 years to go!

Yea, I second that. Kristen has been quite active on her blog this year so far, after having been busy with other things a lot of last year. I think people who have had bad experiences in TWI will benifit from reading her posts. I do, and my Way expereiences overall weren't very bad.

Do you see the light shining when the time to go back draws near?

I never thought I could make two posts on this FORUM (not just this thread) three weeks apart and not have anyone else post in between. Looks like the 9th corps people are petered out.

I think, somewhere back on the depths of this thread, after I posted that about being at Wrigley Field in L.A., someone found and posted an old photo of it shortly after.

Okay, I don't get it all but I certainly have no grounds (knowledge) to argue. Presumably that is not what others tried to do for (to) me in my deprogramming eons ago, because it didn't work very well. Thanks for responding. Well, if I find my face, I'll bring it here... I have no argument with the idea that most things we do are a reaction. Even an author or composer working on something original is surely reacting in some way. But we can react with or without thinking, feeling, etc.

Anywa, I'm just waiting for another season of watching my Cleveland Indians battle for next to last place. Even Joe Nathan's injury won't make a difference to them.

Does that mean we are basically "reactors"? (not the nuke kind). Just respond to others? I think this pigeon will fly out of that box and drop something on the nearest radical behaviourist psychologist. I think we are too complicated for such a generalization, just my uneducated (in that field) opinion.

I had my fun in the sun in that film. They called for joggers to run around the sidewalk the next day. I did, and very very briefly am alone in the center of the film (albeit not too close up) while the music "Believing's the key to heaven" is playing.

In the baseball games I umpire, the presence of moms can't be ignored. But (and this most be because I call such a great game!), it is usually the poor coaches who take the heat from them.

Time to post here. Why? Because it's there!

I remember going to a game at the Big A in the 70s, before they closedup the stadium beyond the outfield. It had the greatest view ever of the mountains. Of course, I have posted before about going to an Angels game in their first year at Wrigley Field in L.A.

If you follow Kristen's blog, you see a not unfamiliar progression, from abuse to recovery. Her next book is apparently going to deal with the long recovery process.

W I have had enough recent contract with Kris to know she is doing well; or I should say enough contact together with all she writes on her blog. As far as the "changing the names" part, there are reasons, good reasons, for that which she or someone else involved in writ9ing and/or legal issues could better explain. I had no problem in the least with , this, though maybe recognizing so much from being also at Indy and in the 8th corps at Emporia certainly helped. I wish I had it together as well as she does.

Kristen has a follow-up coming, a sequel of sorts...her blog is still active (losingtheway.com)

Hi, Garth, I hope it was a good one! I wasn't around yesterday, but I very well remember that yours is a day ahead of mine.

I read a story a couple days ago about someone; I think it may have been someone around here, who turned 99 on that date (9-9). Years ago, I made a note on a Weather Service statement at Indianapolis that it was 77 degrees at 7 am on 7-7-77. Seven sevens. That was right before I went into the 8th (not 7th) corps.

That's OK (about not having time to post), My post got to stay at the top for three weeks. Always good to hear about someone having a big reason to smileWe all want to be of value to others, and you certainly are.

CF & S seemed pretty harmless when I took it and helped BB run it at Indy about 1976-77...or was that the one Good Seed ran at Limb HQ? Well, maybe my old Indy buddy you-know-who has some memories, since he and BB and I spent some time together. Anyway, I really had no hint that this meant anything out of the way, so to speak...all the way till I had a "loosening up" lesson worked on me in my last residence year at HQ. Till then, my impression was that among the rank and file, even rank and file corps, there was no non pure sexual suggestions along the lines that happened to Kristen. But that little incident, whose memory was for me magnified by hearing thi8ngs said about me when people didn't know I was hearning them, is an important factor in seeing how all that Kristen describes happened to her.

With over two weeks gone by since the last corps post, I was going to post here, then put the 8th corps thread on top for a bit. But i changed my mind because I would rather add my wished to/for Karmi and let that sit here till the next post.

My 19 year old autistic son has always liked to draw. In recent years he has also become increasingly computer savvy, to the point where in a regional competition, he impressed some Microsoft people enough to where they gave him a laptop. I know the two can go together, because one of my celeb contacts (not friends; see famous friends thread) has been an artist and now does it with computers as well, producing graphic novels. I don't know if he could be headed fo something like that, but I know enough to be aware that a manual artistic talent can actually be tranlated, at least in part, to the computer world. And this old fart knows, like everyone else, that almopst every profession is getting more computerized...architecture, I'm sure.

In the fall of 1979, the corps women had a get together in the Wierwille home. We men decided to pull a raid and swipe the big plate of nchos we knew they would have. We couldn't have done it without the permission of Mrs. Wierwille (hubby was away at the time), who gave us permission with only the request to be careful and not break anything. And, we also had the inside help of a "traitor", Naomi Townsend. After the successful raid, several of the women found us while we were standing around munching on the nachos, and were shocked by the presence of Naomi standing and munching with us. Later that fall, after hitching back to HQ alone from LEAD, arriving late on a saturday night, I pulled a solo rain on the pantry and filled myself, since I was starving. It's not like I took food that didn't belong to me, though. I founf a stash of tasty leftovers from Thanksgiving two days before that actually had been labelled to save for returning LEAD people. In fact, they never did give us that as a group, so I must have had some kind of revelation.