GoinBackToCali
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I am not writing this to get well wishes or sympathy.. I just wanted to share with you all this extraordinary boy..
I can't tell you how many times a day I think of him, but it's funny, as time goes by, and it's only been two months, the memory of that face and that smile is fuzzy. The pics we have around us are action pics from showing.. not really clear pics of his face, or older pics from when we first met him, not showing the mature young man he had grown into.
I realized..looking through my blogs and such on Facebook and LiveJournal and Myspace and even here on RO, I mention Jarred alot, he was always there in the background of my life. So many times, I would be on the phone with Peg and I would be hollerring *Jarred, Blake... SIMMER DOWN*...there was also the time Jarred and Blake took it upon themselves to be helpful and make all my does nestboxes, and they didn't read the instructions right, that they made them so shallow, that when the does got done giving birth, they could go pan for gold.Made me mad at the time because they wasted wood.. I still have those boxes in the barn. I found out not that long ago, that Blake, Jarred and Ty all dared each other to eat canned dog food..so they did.. on Ritz crackers. Apparently everything DOES taste better on a Ritz. On my back porch, Jarred's man sandals.. or his *Jeruselum cruisers* as he calls them, still sit. Nobody has the heart to move them.
I was telling Peg just the other night, it's funny what your mind recollects over the span of your life, I shared with her some of the memories in my life that jump to the forefront.. births, weddings, moments frozen in time.... even the day I got Ske-Doosh and found his tiny body in a huge tub at TSC, terrified, with his little broken leg twisted under him..but two of my hardest memories were of the morning Jarred died, when I picked up Blake, and he gave me a kiss on the cheek, and asked if Blake could come over and play next weekend... the next memory, the memory I wish I could erase forever, is that same sweet face, being pulled from the river. I know getting this upset Lisa, but I was happy to see these, happy to see pics I had never seen before, that we didn't know existed. Jarred died on May 3rd..the first pic was taken on May 1st, so it's about as recent as you can get.
Before the state fair last year, Jarred lost a bet to my son, and my son got to shave his head with pig shears. Jarred's girlfriend HATED it, and he told us she made him a *wig* out of stickers. We all thought that was hilarious, and I even remarked how I would have loved to have seen that. Well somebody not only got a pic of it, they put it in the yearbook.
Thanks guys... for lettin me post this..
Z
I can't tell you how many times a day I think of him, but it's funny, as time goes by, and it's only been two months, the memory of that face and that smile is fuzzy. The pics we have around us are action pics from showing.. not really clear pics of his face, or older pics from when we first met him, not showing the mature young man he had grown into.
I realized..looking through my blogs and such on Facebook and LiveJournal and Myspace and even here on RO, I mention Jarred alot, he was always there in the background of my life. So many times, I would be on the phone with Peg and I would be hollerring *Jarred, Blake... SIMMER DOWN*...there was also the time Jarred and Blake took it upon themselves to be helpful and make all my does nestboxes, and they didn't read the instructions right, that they made them so shallow, that when the does got done giving birth, they could go pan for gold.Made me mad at the time because they wasted wood.. I still have those boxes in the barn. I found out not that long ago, that Blake, Jarred and Ty all dared each other to eat canned dog food..so they did.. on Ritz crackers. Apparently everything DOES taste better on a Ritz. On my back porch, Jarred's man sandals.. or his *Jeruselum cruisers* as he calls them, still sit. Nobody has the heart to move them.
I was telling Peg just the other night, it's funny what your mind recollects over the span of your life, I shared with her some of the memories in my life that jump to the forefront.. births, weddings, moments frozen in time.... even the day I got Ske-Doosh and found his tiny body in a huge tub at TSC, terrified, with his little broken leg twisted under him..but two of my hardest memories were of the morning Jarred died, when I picked up Blake, and he gave me a kiss on the cheek, and asked if Blake could come over and play next weekend... the next memory, the memory I wish I could erase forever, is that same sweet face, being pulled from the river. I know getting this upset Lisa, but I was happy to see these, happy to see pics I had never seen before, that we didn't know existed. Jarred died on May 3rd..the first pic was taken on May 1st, so it's about as recent as you can get.
Before the state fair last year, Jarred lost a bet to my son, and my son got to shave his head with pig shears. Jarred's girlfriend HATED it, and he told us she made him a *wig* out of stickers. We all thought that was hilarious, and I even remarked how I would have loved to have seen that. Well somebody not only got a pic of it, they put it in the yearbook.
Thanks guys... for lettin me post this..
Z
