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Title: Very sad story Post by: Annie on March 18, 2009, 11:26:33 PM Back in February on one of those -20 below days we had in Chicago, I was driving one of my coworkers home. We were at a red light and we saw her son and some of his friends at a bus stop. I told them all to hop into my car. There were 3 big teenage guys and one girl. I said "you're all welcome if you can fit". One young man said "we'll fit" They all laughed and joked how my friend' s son said, "That's My MOMMA!" I dropped my friend off who lives in a very sketchy nieighborhood. I took the other young man and his sister home. They were so sweet, appreciative and joyful. The young man wanted to be a professional football player, and we talked about how I went to University Of Michigan and how Charles Peanut Tillman of the Chicago Bears(his daughter was a patient in our PICU) was one of the nicest people I have ever met. I dropped them off in another sketchy neighborhood and he gave me directions on how to get back to North Ave. He was so polite and said Thankyou M'aam, which was sweet but made me feel old. He had such a grateful spirit, and he was so full of life, I talked about this encounter for weeks. I just found out that he died suddenly at one of his basketball games last week. I am still in shock, so I can't even imagine how badly his family must feel.
:'( Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: Albert S Miller on March 18, 2009, 11:42:03 PM Sorry Annie!
Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: Sin Cut on March 19, 2009, 07:51:33 AM this is sad :(
My condolences to his family and friends. Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: ppbebe on March 19, 2009, 02:16:06 PM sad. RIP.
But annie think this way, you were lucky to encounter the very pleasant boy and he vice versa. Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: Annie on March 19, 2009, 05:09:10 PM sad. RIP. Very true. My coworker is going to give me his mother's address. I want to send her a note that even though I spent less than a half and hour with her son he had a profound effect on me. He taught me to just enjoy the little things in life. He was just so THRILLED to get a ride home on that cold day.But annie think this way, you were lucky to encounter the very pleasant boy and he vice versa. Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: Albert S Miller on March 20, 2009, 03:27:04 PM sad. RIP. Very true. My coworker is going to give me his mother's address. I want to send her a note that even though I spent less than a half and hour with her son he had a profound effect on me. He taught me to just enjoy the little things in life. He was just so THRILLED to get a ride home on that cold day.But annie think this way, you were lucky to encounter the very pleasant boy and he vice versa. Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: Annie on March 20, 2009, 07:06:10 PM sad. RIP. Very true. My coworker is going to give me his mother's address. I want to send her a note that even though I spent less than a half and hour with her son he had a profound effect on me. He taught me to just enjoy the little things in life. He was just so THRILLED to get a ride home on that cold day.But annie think this way, you were lucky to encounter the very pleasant boy and he vice versa. Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: Annie on July 07, 2009, 05:19:51 PM I have decided to honor Marcel's memory by writing a screenplay that was inspired by his gracious spirit.
Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: slash666 on July 07, 2009, 11:59:44 PM I have decided to honor Marcel's memory by writing a screenplay that was inspired by his gracious spirit. Best of luck Annie. Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: Annie on July 08, 2009, 10:15:16 AM I have decided to honor Marcel's memory by writing a screenplay that was inspired by his gracious spirit. Best of luck Annie. Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: ppbebe on July 08, 2009, 12:42:54 PM good tribute. let us read it when done.
Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: Annie on July 08, 2009, 06:32:18 PM good tribute. let us read it when done. With a liitle luck, maybe you will see it in a movie theater.Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: Jdog0830 on July 08, 2009, 06:40:00 PM Back in February on one of those -20 below days we had in Chicago, I was driving one of my coworkers home. We were at a red light and we saw her son and some of his friends at a bus stop. I told them all to hop into my car. There were 3 big teenage guys and one girl. I said "you're all welcome if you can fit". One young man said "we'll fit" They all laughed and joked how my friend' s son said, "That's My MOMMA!" I dropped my friend off who lives in a very sketchy nieighborhood. I took the other young man and his sister home. They were so sweet, appreciative and joyful. The young man wanted to be a professional football player, and we talked about how I went to University Of Michigan and how Charles Peanut Tillman of the Chicago Bears(his daughter was a patient in our PICU) was one of the nicest people I have ever met. I dropped them off in another sketchy neighborhood and he gave me directions on how to get back to North Ave. He was so polite and said Thankyou M'aam, which was sweet but made me feel old. He had such a grateful spirit, and he was so full of life, I talked about this encounter for weeks. I just found out that he died suddenly at one of his basketball games last week. I am still in shock, so I can't even imagine how badly his family must feel. Thats sad stuff like I have said before Annie lifes short either you get in some pattern that you fallow till you die or you live life as impulsive as possible unfortunately I think im in the first catagorie...:'( Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: Annie on July 08, 2009, 06:41:26 PM Back in February on one of those -20 below days we had in Chicago, I was driving one of my coworkers home. We were at a red light and we saw her son and some of his friends at a bus stop. I told them all to hop into my car. There were 3 big teenage guys and one girl. I said "you're all welcome if you can fit". One young man said "we'll fit" They all laughed and joked how my friend' s son said, "That's My MOMMA!" I dropped my friend off who lives in a very sketchy nieighborhood. I took the other young man and his sister home. They were so sweet, appreciative and joyful. The young man wanted to be a professional football player, and we talked about how I went to University Of Michigan and how Charles Peanut Tillman of the Chicago Bears(his daughter was a patient in our PICU) was one of the nicest people I have ever met. I dropped them off in another sketchy neighborhood and he gave me directions on how to get back to North Ave. He was so polite and said Thankyou M'aam, which was sweet but made me feel old. He had such a grateful spirit, and he was so full of life, I talked about this encounter for weeks. I just found out that he died suddenly at one of his basketball games last week. I am still in shock, so I can't even imagine how badly his family must feel. Thats sad stuff like I have said before Annie lifes short either you get in some pattern that you fallow till you die or you live life as impulsive as possible unfortunately I think im in the first catagorie...:'( Title: Re: Weak and Depression Post by: Jdog0830 on July 08, 2009, 07:09:25 PM Back in February on one of those -20 below days we had in Chicago, I was driving one of my coworkers home. We were at a red light and we saw her son and some of his friends at a bus stop. I told them all to hop into my car. There were 3 big teenage guys and one girl. I said "you're all welcome if you can fit". One young man said "we'll fit" They all laughed and joked how my friend' s son said, "That's My MOMMA!" I dropped my friend off who lives in a very sketchy nieighborhood. I took the other young man and his sister home. They were so sweet, appreciative and joyful. The young man wanted to be a professional football player, and we talked about how I went to University Of Michigan and how Charles Peanut Tillman of the Chicago Bears(his daughter was a patient in our PICU) was one of the nicest people I have ever met. I dropped them off in another sketchy neighborhood and he gave me directions on how to get back to North Ave. He was so polite and said Thankyou M'aam, which was sweet but made me feel old. He had such a grateful spirit, and he was so full of life, I talked about this encounter for weeks. I just found out that he died suddenly at one of his basketball games last week. I am still in shock, so I can't even imagine how badly his family must feel. Thats sad stuff like I have said before Annie lifes short either you get in some pattern that you fallow till you die or you live life as impulsive as possible unfortunately I think im in the first catagorie...:'( Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: Annie on July 08, 2009, 07:26:10 PM Try talking to your guidance counselor and taking some aptitude tests. You are still young, and you may just well make it in the music biz. If you were 40, then your chances would be alot slimmer. I have a very intense love/hate relationship with my job, but I accept it for what it is, but sometimes I wish that I could have been more studious and gone to medical school to be a plastic surgeon. I only studied 2 to 4 hours a week, and I still have nightmares about all the classes I cut and books I didn't read. I'll wake up in a cold sweat, and I say, Girl you've been out of college for years and you're a great nurse so chill.
Title: Re: Very sad story Post by: western_chaos on July 18, 2009, 05:20:28 PM Ugh, that's terrible when someone close to you dies like that.
One of my co-workers died this year suddenly after not telling people she had cancer of the pancreas. |