Big Mouth's Basement

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Here is the deal. I love to STIR the SHIT POT lol. Sometimes I like to write poetry, sometimes I like to share some deep inner thoughts -BUT- for the mostpart, I just like to brainstorm...that's why I love being a BIG MOUTH. What I like even more is FEEDBACK. Please leave a comment and I would love to have some spirited discussion on any topic, then CRUSH you with my BIG BRAIN! So check out the blog, stay awhile and come back often. Have a great time - eat dirt. all material is copywrited.

Monday, October 15, 2007

Dara

* This blog is going to be all over the place, It's kinda scattered...but i wanted to leave it pure as it left my mind and to my fingertips.

Dara is someone that I have known since I was a kid, we went to school together, we lived one street down from one another and I was also the neighborhood paperboy who delivered papers to her house. We first went to grade school together, later to meet up in high school..., which she graduated at the age of 15. (this is the exceptional type of person we are talking about here)

Well this past weekend was Dara's 3oth birthday and I was privileged enough to have been invited as part of this exclusive gathering of people. Dara and I reunited a few years back when she was visiting from the states where she is a successful professor...We were both out and about one night after the clubs and bumped into one another, a pleasant surprise. I went on to ask her about her family and so on, in which I was so fond of...and she informed me that her father had fallen ill with cancer. Immediately we made plans for me to visit the household and meet with Keith.

When I was a kid and delivered papers to the house, the family was always very kind to me...often inviting me in for some food, a drink of lemonade...or to play the piano for them :) I was always more than happy to be in their company and have fond memories of both Dara and her family... More so, I remember Keith vividly and his strong structure and captivating smile...a deep powerful voice, yet one of the gentlest individuals a person could encounter. Nonetheless I was fortunate to see him a few times before his passing...it was a blessing for the family to let me be a part of this process and something that I will be forever grateful for.

This is what has made for such a strong bond between me and my friend Dara who is one of the most exquisite people anyone would have the pleasure of meeting. She is a strong woman, intelligent, beautiful both inside and out with a heart too big for her body...she is compassionate, caring, kind and inspiring... SHE, is my friend.

...and that puts a smile on my face every time I say it :) Her family I hold dear, her friendship is sacred to me...I must have done something right in life to have someone so phenomenal, want me to be a part of their close circle of family and friends... It truly makes me feel special; it gives me a feeling of warmth to know that I have someone like that in my life, because not everybody does.

David.

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