My parents let me know they are kin;
When we were little boys and girls,
At family gatherings played together again.
The more “ants” and uncles you had
The more cousins you had to play with!
Mine was Thelma and I was jealous when she married.
It was very cool since I was an only child.
Away from under the nose of my two controlling parents.
As uncles and aunts died-off
Spread across the states,
Increasingly less contact over decades with them
Less and less meaningful relationships
As they married or we had our careers.
Cousins are cool when you are young,
They are non-assisting adults in my experience as we age.
I only reconnected via LinkedIN with one who was similar to me,
Recently and only one year older than I;
A judicial magistrate who I played ball with in 1969!
Only to hear that he just died a couple months thereafter!
Cousins with reality checks, is what they are good for.
I never hear from or about most of them,
Save from my thankfully still alive Mum.
Cousins are like a phantom family members;
Past parental fun we had to be around.
(To Be Continued)
5:12 PM
Dec 25, 2009fly the plane back up into the sky open the door and throw this idiot out of the plane…..i WILL most certainly bet that once all the other lunatics see what the punnishment is for their actions on board they will think twice.Read more: http://www.nydailynews.com/forums/thread.jspa?threadID=82586#ixzz0amICdWCt
and this one:
Dec 25, 2009
Whether he’s an al Qaeda sympathizer or a plain loony, I agree with breadpainter. This yutzso is too stupid to live and anyway that kind of response is all the camel drivers understand
Read more: http://www.nydailynews.com/forums/thread.jspa?threadID=82586#ixzz0amIZS5BY
Ya see, I agree with these people that until you make a statement example of one of these truly mean and misguided, cowardly individuals they will continue to attempt this kind of spit. I bet after we threw his butt outta the plane, we truly peaceful travelers wouldn’t have to be subjected to privacy-violating searches at the airport. LOL
pickhitt: George Michael (of “The Sports Machine” fame on NBC) dies at age seventy on Christmas Eve, and although most of you probably know him as the sports highlight guy even before the ESPN monopoly, I remember him as the guy who had a tough act to follow when, during I guess one of Musicradio WABC AM’s staff shakeups around 1970, he had to replace “Cousin” Brucie in his time slot and we native New Yorker teenagers were not exactly into him with open arms. To me he had an attention-gettting sound that he developed as a disc jockey and served him well. It is another sad commentary that there are no chances for a young disc jockey on terrestrial radio to grow into a George Michael anymore these days because of the mistaken deregulation of the industry that began in the late 1980s. “This is Geeorrrrrge Mich-aelllll” he would say. RIP
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