A Friend Wrote

Posted by on 23 Oct 2017 | Tagged as: blog

A Friend Wrote

MOURNING THE TRAGIC DEATH OF MY BROTHER.

I HAVE NEVER IN MY LIFE FELT THIS KIND OF PAIN.

MY HEART HAS BEEN RIPPED APART AND YET I STILL OPEN MY EYES, AND TAKE A BREATH. YET… I DO. AND I THANK GOD THAT I DO.

I DEDICATE THIS SONG TO ALL LOVED ONES WHO HAVE PASSED ON, AND TO THE LOVED ONES LEFT BEHIND.

My brother took his life on September 15th ~~~ I STAND CORRECTED….. THE DRUG PRESCRIBED TO HIM, TOOK HIS LIFE.

HIS MESSAGE TO ME WAS CLEAR. I feel his pain, and anguish …. I feel it as if I lived it… as he did.   It’s the saddest thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.   I know what I feel isn’t anything compared  to what he was  going through.

It all started with a back injury that led to a prescription drug that destroyed his life.

My brother loved life.   He did not want to die.

Doug made it clear to Doctors of what this Drug was doing to him.

He pleaded for help….. This was a strong,  hard working,  happy,  man that loved life.

Very heart breaking.   This Drug killed my brother.

I am sharing because this is tragic and I will not be silent.

I am troubled and although nothing can erase what has been done,  I must be his voice.

My DEAR BROTHER….. You are now over the Rainbow.   No more disappointments, no more pain, and no more worries. Wait patiently for me Brother…..

Dear Jay,

I am so sorry to hear about your wife.

It’s sad how most people trust AND ARE MISGUIDED.    Life doesn’t matter….. money does.

I am just so angry.   What kind of world are we living in?

I’m having problems sleeping tonight…..

Did you ever finish that book you speak of?

Sorry that I rant from time to time…..

G of Texas

My reply:

G,
Last summer a computer glitch lost half of my pages.
I published the file under the title Lost in hopes
that some computer nut might know how to decipher it.
http://payhip.com/b/hdLl
I’ve continued collecting material and will get to a different
version someday.
So much more information is available now than in 1996 when we started it.
Money is the driving force of the world.
I do have a poem about the subject in my poetry anthology:
http://payhip.com/b/Ti0q
It’s called Under Red Cliffs
The poem is entitled Silent Killer
It’s the fourth poem in the collection.

Many war veterans, surviving emergency workers from 9/11, and those on                                                                                                 drugs live such miserable lives that many break and end it all.

The chemical age is about money not quality of life for all.
The weaker among us are destroyed first.
One’s faith in God’s plan for us will sustain until we
go to the next life to reunite with those taken so.
Jay

“Take Me Out to the Ball Game”

Posted by on 18 Mar 2016 | Tagged as: blog

“Take Me Out to the Ball Game”

Since this is a public domain song, I sang it how I know it on December 10th, 2011

“Take Me Out to the Ball Game”
http://www.singsnap.com/karaoke/r/c5b049548

a 1908 Tin Pan Alley song by Jack Norworth and Albert Von Tilzer which has become the unofficial anthem of baseball,
although neither of its authors had attended a game prior to writing the song.
The song (chorus only) is traditionally sung during the seventh-inning stretch of a baseball game.
Fans are generally encouraged to sing along, and at some ballparks,
the words “home team” are replaced with the team name,
as is the case with the Houston Astros, San Francisco Giants,
Pittsburgh Pirates, Boston Red Sox, Chicago Cubs, Chicago White Sox,
Milwaukee Brewers, Philadelphia Phillies, Toronto Blue Jays, Miami Marlins,
Colorado Rockies, Detroit Tigers and several other Major League Baseball teams.-Wikipedia

When I was a boy I had desires to be a baseball pitcher.
It didn’t happen so I wrote a poem about it.
You can find it in my poetry collection:
http://amzn.to/1UHqqDo

Well since then I’ve learned about a Jay Beacham, a pro baseball pitcher.
A picture of him at work in his college days is here:
http://www.crc.edu/sports/Beacham%20-%20All%20Region%20Pitcher%202011.pdf

A Jay Beacham actually did become a baseball pitcher
But as my poems says:
“Though balls fly from mitt to sky
They do not at all on me rely.”

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