The Never Starting Story
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Comment from I am Cat
Wow... you're right... beautiful voices silenced...
and for what? fear?
that's just so crazy.
young adults are underrated... but nowadays, wow, they just expect so much
too... they keep them hopping.. .my kids were always hopping... never time to be a kid. it's really crazy
ah well
'mustn't [me] seen so I... (me? or 'be'?) (part of the poem for the Pam's)
you have such a heart, Mikey... ;)
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2015
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Wow... you're right... beautiful voices silenced...
and for what? fear?
that's just so crazy.
young adults are underrated... but nowadays, wow, they just expect so much
too... they keep them hopping.. .my kids were always hopping... never time to be a kid. it's really crazy
ah well
'mustn't [me] seen so I... (me? or 'be'?) (part of the poem for the Pam's)
you have such a heart, Mikey... ;)
Comment Written 14-Nov-2015
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2015
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I fixed that. I never noticed in all this time. "mustn't" is sure a strange word if you stop and look at it.
A heart with a lovely black viscous oil flowing through it. :)
Thank you again, mikey
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wait a minute... mustn't... ?
is that a word?
mustn't... mustn't... that IS weird.
I don't think think I like that. LOLOL
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You mustn't dwell on it. It causes one to fixate on it and question its existence, and finally their own.
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oh damn.
Comment from Spitfire
bleating followers--sheep-- good one.
Their friendly greeting... your dry humor goes through in this paragraph.
Adrenaline gives us strength we didn't know we had-hence the anger to beat up the jock.
Love the description of high school and your joy mixed with fear of the draft.
Your observations and poetry illustrate the sensitive person you were and still are. Shari. I love where you let the bullied sit at your lunch table. In high school, that takes guts!
reply by the author on 06-Nov-2013
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bleating followers--sheep-- good one.
Their friendly greeting... your dry humor goes through in this paragraph.
Adrenaline gives us strength we didn't know we had-hence the anger to beat up the jock.
Love the description of high school and your joy mixed with fear of the draft.
Your observations and poetry illustrate the sensitive person you were and still are. Shari. I love where you let the bullied sit at your lunch table. In high school, that takes guts!
Comment Written 06-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 06-Nov-2013
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I just loved that those around me were untouchable. I don't quite know how that came about but, I sure took advantage of it! We were one happy bunch of misfits. And no one could do anything about it cause Mikey was crazy!!! ha! mikey
Comment from cinderbella
Once again it is so refreshing to get a glimpse of the very young Mikey, who had idealistic views and loved women and hated bullies. The poems are so sweet, I especially liked "Woman, please hurry." So sad that at that age there was a fear of having to go to war. So sad that history keeps repeating itself. :) Sandra
reply by the author on 06-Nov-2013
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Once again it is so refreshing to get a glimpse of the very young Mikey, who had idealistic views and loved women and hated bullies. The poems are so sweet, I especially liked "Woman, please hurry." So sad that at that age there was a fear of having to go to war. So sad that history keeps repeating itself. :) Sandra
Comment Written 06-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 06-Nov-2013
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It is strange really that the threat of war didn't impede our lives more than it did. We still did all of the normal high school things anyway. Glad you enjoyed this. mikey
Comment from tbacha58
even though the nights grow cold
even though the dreams are old
the tears cried inside for you
mustn't me seen so I
Whoa Mikey, the more I read through , the more I love every bit of who you were, and who you are, my amazing positive friend, who never lets me down. My deepest respect more and more reaches your shadow wherever you are. That young boy of 14 to punch and then grows up no more punches, this is great, the young boy of 14, to write poems from the depth, the girls around you, such a beautiful quite peaceful reading, what I love the most , its as if we are actually talking to each other, not reading your bio, so well written.
I loved both poems, your rhyming also is so beautiful, I don't feel any stress in your writing, this is very important. I am so happy for you my dearest to my heart Mike. I am so lucky to have you in my life. Bless you, love u Terry Mum)
reply by the author on 06-Nov-2013
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even though the nights grow cold
even though the dreams are old
the tears cried inside for you
mustn't me seen so I
Whoa Mikey, the more I read through , the more I love every bit of who you were, and who you are, my amazing positive friend, who never lets me down. My deepest respect more and more reaches your shadow wherever you are. That young boy of 14 to punch and then grows up no more punches, this is great, the young boy of 14, to write poems from the depth, the girls around you, such a beautiful quite peaceful reading, what I love the most , its as if we are actually talking to each other, not reading your bio, so well written.
I loved both poems, your rhyming also is so beautiful, I don't feel any stress in your writing, this is very important. I am so happy for you my dearest to my heart Mike. I am so lucky to have you in my life. Bless you, love u Terry Mum)
Comment Written 05-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 06-Nov-2013
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Hi Mum! I always know that smiles are coming my way when I see your name. You are so sweet and encouraging. I think that there are things I can learn from this young man. I wrote back then whatever I was feeling just to write it down and not to impress or win a contest or make some stars. I should remember that always when I write. You always point that out to me in what you like and compliment me on. It is always something that was honest from me. I am lucky to know you too. I feel the truth when you speak to me and that means so much to me. It makes such a difference and really helps me. Love and blessings to you tonight, mikey
Comment from ravenblack
Remind me never to push you into a hedge...it is so unbelievable the amount of truly great leaders who were killed. Such a turbulent time! Really liked your poem about possibly shipping out. Perhaps the only thing good about it is it probably worked as one he'll of a carpe diem.
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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Remind me never to push you into a hedge...it is so unbelievable the amount of truly great leaders who were killed. Such a turbulent time! Really liked your poem about possibly shipping out. Perhaps the only thing good about it is it probably worked as one he'll of a carpe diem.
Comment Written 05-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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It is insane to read the whole list. Plus those that self destructed and those that destroyed most of what they were. Yep, I am going to die, how bout it? That is compelling!! mikey
Comment from l.raven
Hi Michael, Your poem is so sad...Another amazing write...There are parts that make you cry and parts that make you smile...I was in school when JFK was shot...will never forget it...a wonderful write...Luff Linda xxoo
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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Hi Michael, Your poem is so sad...Another amazing write...There are parts that make you cry and parts that make you smile...I was in school when JFK was shot...will never forget it...a wonderful write...Luff Linda xxoo
Comment Written 05-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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My poems many of which I don't remember are surprising me as I run across them. Some of them are pretty good I think. Those were amazing times. So clear in my mind. thank you, mikey
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welcome...xxoo
Comment from Sasha
I do wish the site would allow us to give as many 6's to an individual writer we want to give, but unfortunately that is not the case. This keeps getting better with each new chapter and I am anxiously looking forward to the next. You brought back a lot of memories of that time for me, some sad and some happy. Such is life.
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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I do wish the site would allow us to give as many 6's to an individual writer we want to give, but unfortunately that is not the case. This keeps getting better with each new chapter and I am anxiously looking forward to the next. You brought back a lot of memories of that time for me, some sad and some happy. Such is life.
Comment Written 05-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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You enjoying the piece is everything I need!! The memories really do come flooding back so clearly. Thank you so much, mikey
Comment from nancy_e_davis
I remember we were on a fishing Vacation in Southern Illinois when Robert Kennedy was slain. It ruined our holiday spirit. We wondered what was happening and where were the tragedies taking us. Very unsettled times. Well done Mikey. Nancy
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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I remember we were on a fishing Vacation in Southern Illinois when Robert Kennedy was slain. It ruined our holiday spirit. We wondered what was happening and where were the tragedies taking us. Very unsettled times. Well done Mikey. Nancy
Comment Written 05-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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I was watching on television not more than twenty minutes away. I was especially devastated as he was the main hope for issues that I cared about so deeply. You put it so perfectly, unsettled times. Thank you, mikey
Comment from Rosalyne
Hi Michael,
This is a great post. I really like the account of your teen years, the poetry and song dedicated to the two Pam's. The sixties was an interesting time in history. Sadly, heroic people lost their lives bringing about change to better our lives.
Green Lake Girl recommended your writing to me, and I'm so glad she did. I am in the middle of writing a tween-teen story, the central theme bullying.
Thank you for sharing your experience in your post. This is a bright light to know that bullies don't always win.
I enjoyed your article and look forward to reading more and catching up on older posts.
Bye
Rosalyne :)
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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Hi Michael,
This is a great post. I really like the account of your teen years, the poetry and song dedicated to the two Pam's. The sixties was an interesting time in history. Sadly, heroic people lost their lives bringing about change to better our lives.
Green Lake Girl recommended your writing to me, and I'm so glad she did. I am in the middle of writing a tween-teen story, the central theme bullying.
Thank you for sharing your experience in your post. This is a bright light to know that bullies don't always win.
I enjoyed your article and look forward to reading more and catching up on older posts.
Bye
Rosalyne :)
Comment Written 05-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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It was an unforgettable time, that is for sure. My memory of it is so very clear. I look forward to your piece on bullying. I have always despised bullies of every kind, physical yes, but also social, economic and in the workplace. There are so many ugly forms of it. It is the lowest form of human behavior. And it starts right where you are addressing it. I was pretty lucky really, but there are ways to stand against it. It usually takes a group effort. So, very nice of Green Lake Girl. A great "blind date" hahaha. mikey
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Hi Mikey,
I cheered for you as I read your post. My oldest son has been bullied in school. My husband and I went to the superintendent, not to resolve the problem, but to open up their eyes. What's so upsetting is that those in power spew off rhetoric of non-bullying, yet teachers and principals have their hands tied. I'm glad to say my son is doing well today.
Bullies are cowards! As you so well stated, bullying doesn't just happen at school, but in the workplace. Bullies are ugly, insecure people that are lacking support and love in their lives.
I laughed at your comment, "A great blind date!"
I am looking forward to reading more of your stories.
Bye
Rosalyne :)
Comment from Dean Kuch
Wonderfully done and articulate, as usual Michael. Being born in 1960, I can relate to most, if not all, of the incidents and goings-on you mention in these ~Memoirs of Michael~.... There were a few more men who were assassinated and cut down in the prime of their lives that deeply effected me. John Lennon comes to mind. All those you mentioned were worthless, atrocious and needless deaths. The world was a much better place at that time while they were in it.
I, too, have always had a penchant for the ladies. Although I was very athletic, I rarely hung out with the jocks. Instead, I chose those people labeled as geeks, freaks and misfits. I learned a lot from those people in high school. Lessons that I still find useful, even today. Humility and meekness. Kindness and gratitude, just to cite a few...
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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Wonderfully done and articulate, as usual Michael. Being born in 1960, I can relate to most, if not all, of the incidents and goings-on you mention in these ~Memoirs of Michael~.... There were a few more men who were assassinated and cut down in the prime of their lives that deeply effected me. John Lennon comes to mind. All those you mentioned were worthless, atrocious and needless deaths. The world was a much better place at that time while they were in it.
I, too, have always had a penchant for the ladies. Although I was very athletic, I rarely hung out with the jocks. Instead, I chose those people labeled as geeks, freaks and misfits. I learned a lot from those people in high school. Lessons that I still find useful, even today. Humility and meekness. Kindness and gratitude, just to cite a few...
Comment Written 05-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 05-Nov-2013
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That is a great list of qualities. Those are ones I try to strive for. As an interesting bonus, chicks dig them! John Lennon's death was devastating to me as well. Much later though then the time I was writing about. I will probably get to that at some point though. It was Bobby Kennedy though that changed our mood the most back in the day. Nothing was really the same after that. I had a whole lunch table full of the freaks and misfits, some geeks too. A girl named Sherry sat by me everyday at lunch. She was unfortunately unattractive and overweight. But, it was death to anyone to say a word to her that was unkind. She was a nice girl really. Strange days. mikey
