tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post4258714065778967566..comments2024-03-28T23:31:06.181-05:00Comments on Writing In The Crosshairs: WHEN YOU THINK CHILDHOOD HORRORRoland D. Yeomanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00338410857990551352noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-24403367980876491802015-10-04T16:58:16.306-05:002015-10-04T16:58:16.306-05:00I remember stepping in between bullies and their s...I remember stepping in between bullies and their smaller victims at school, saying, "Why don't you pick on someone your own size." Of course, they always responded, "You look my size!"<br /><br />If they were too big, I would answer back, "But are you as fast?" and take off, leading them away from their victim and to the principal's office!<br /><br />Katrina and Rita reshaped my life ... and my city as well! Thanks for thinking of me. I think often of you, and hope things improve soon for you.Roland D. Yeomanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00338410857990551352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-48242764333757863202015-10-04T16:53:31.017-05:002015-10-04T16:53:31.017-05:00She was wise. Mostly, I am otherwise! She later ch...She was wise. Mostly, I am otherwise! She later changed the contents of my water pistol to rubbing alcohol when it leaked with the bleach when I was pushed down by another bully!!Roland D. Yeomanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00338410857990551352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-9540384092042148872015-10-04T16:52:13.123-05:002015-10-04T16:52:13.123-05:00Life is harder for those around us than it looks o...Life is harder for those around us than it looks on the surface I believe. Mother was a blessing, and I learned from my father... and from the special people in my life like Sandra, DG, Inger, you, and Robert. :-)Roland D. Yeomanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00338410857990551352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-41463904713766306512015-10-04T15:31:16.522-05:002015-10-04T15:31:16.522-05:00I remember this, Roland, and it catches at a mothe...I remember this, Roland, and it catches at a mother's heart to read it. I too have stood up to bullies, but not the like which you faced. I was protecting someone who was also weaker than me - a roommate, younger kids, etc. It's a primal urge you either have or don't have. I know when to hold and when to fold 'em though, as well. BTW, thought of you today while watching a show about disasters, and Katrina was one of them. D.G. Hudsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06213237734772028645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-48793335968009198612015-10-04T12:32:57.963-05:002015-10-04T12:32:57.963-05:00Thank You Hillary. Any friend of Roland's is a...Thank You Hillary. Any friend of Roland's is a friend of mine....Mojave Ned/R.Marcottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15829348570714035062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-14427489219871880102015-10-04T10:23:32.223-05:002015-10-04T10:23:32.223-05:00Water pistol filled with bleach - very clever.
You...Water pistol filled with bleach - very clever.<br />Your mother's words were very wise.Alex J. Cavanaughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09770065693345181702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-4154648328655501432015-10-04T02:28:23.397-05:002015-10-04T02:28:23.397-05:00Hi Roland - yes we should all put our troubles beh...Hi Roland - yes we should all put our troubles behind us when we read this post ... you put life into context. Thank goodness for your mother and for your life with us blogging. It's good to meet Robert and 'feel' your interaction. We do change - and we change in meeting people, and we can learn and change from blogging friends.<br /><br />All the best to you both - HilaryHilary Melton-Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596532480645510678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-41442367733695604642015-10-04T01:55:01.238-05:002015-10-04T01:55:01.238-05:00Your always welcome Roland.
We share much in comm...Your always welcome Roland.<br /><br />We share much in common. I once bought a book from you, with a line that simply reads: "one can tell a Mans Life, by the scars on His body." That much we share, in more ways than one.<br />(Not limited to just scars as commonalities). <br /><br />Sage and Gentle Warrior.Mojave Ned/R.Marcottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15829348570714035062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-44122919079023103902015-10-04T01:51:29.633-05:002015-10-04T01:51:29.633-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Mojave Ned/R.Marcottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15829348570714035062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-10622153868088796712015-10-03T20:21:32.597-05:002015-10-03T20:21:32.597-05:00Robert, thank you for the kind words. I always lo...Robert, thank you for the kind words. I always looked forward to our long talks at my bookstore. One of the best gifts the Father gave me was your friendship.<br /><br />When two people meet, each one is changed by the other so you've got two new people. To be alive at all is to have scars. Those without scars have not truly lived or realized the preciousness of life.<br /><br />You and I have lived and learned to be kind from the unkindness of others. :-)<br /><br />I still grieve when thinking of the inner pain you endured with the death of your mother and brother.<br /><br />May all your tomorrows grow ever better, my friend.Roland D. Yeomanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00338410857990551352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-82816030655019581172015-10-03T20:09:43.090-05:002015-10-03T20:09:43.090-05:00Yolanda, you did not hear the quiver in my voice w...Yolanda, you did not hear the quiver in my voice when I told that coward to leave Tufts alone or see the trembling of my fingers when I sprayed him in the eyes ... lucky he was so close!<br /><br />Victor Standish is the one who is cool under pressure. :-) Now, you know where he comes from.<br /><br />Don't worry -- my Halloween entry will not be as depressing or personal. Happy days until then with only treats and no tricks!Roland D. Yeomanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00338410857990551352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-32350790629086418452015-10-03T20:06:37.432-05:002015-10-03T20:06:37.432-05:00Fish for fallen light with patience is all any of ...Fish for fallen light with patience is all any of us can do, right? Neruda was a genius. Thank you for bringing that poem back to mind. :-)Roland D. Yeomanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00338410857990551352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-26175155043805091242015-10-03T20:04:23.511-05:002015-10-03T20:04:23.511-05:00Mother and I never heard from again. And yes, I do...Mother and I never heard from again. And yes, I do not think him as a father either but only as an anti-role model. Thanks for caring.Roland D. Yeomanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00338410857990551352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-55632877878643323942015-10-03T18:41:50.649-05:002015-10-03T18:41:50.649-05:00Of the few years, in which I was lucky to know Rol...Of the few years, in which I was lucky to know Roland, and meet with Him weekly, in Lake Charles: - I have never met another Man who Loved His Mother as much as Roland did. His Mother left an indelible mark of Compassion, Patience, and Respect for the Human Condition, on Her Son. Or, as some would say "the human tragedy." I rarely have known Men like Roland who's faith is pure, and unwavering, in the hardest of times.<br /><br />Roland (more often than not) - inspired me beyond mere words. When I had lost all Hope, after a dehabilitating Spinal Surgery, followed by a MRSA Gangrene Infection of the Spine; which came too close to killing me. These events were followed by the loss of my only Brother, 14 yrs my Younger, who was my best friend, and confidante. Brotherhood is a Sacred Bond. I had 1 Brother out of 6 Sisters, and He meant the World to me. When Grief is so deep, one is left with a permanent scars on their heart, often unknowing of the Tools to combat grief.<br /><br />Upon losing my Mother on Mother's Day of 2013, while caring for Her daily, for the last year of her Life.<br /><br />I lost all Hope, during these disastrous events. My vision of 'Hope', was in serious deep question in my mind for a decade plus. Hope to me was close to a Vanity, of Hoping the world or one's life would or could be different than what one is given by fate, circumstance, or mere Karma. We all know when one cannot accept their life as ugly as it can get, when Hope's is defined (incorrectly) as: - Hoping Life were different, not accepting one's own fate or existence. Hope I saw as, Desire for a kinder gentler life, which was deeply missing. My life was in pieces; destroyed I feared. I could not see enough to pick up those pieces, and re-frame them.<br /><br />It was Roland, who turned my views of 'Hope' to that of sincere acceptance, so one can move on to live that Hope. Otherwise, I may not of re-found my true Hope, in time. While accepting those things we cannot change.<br />Mojave Ned/R.Marcottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15829348570714035062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-30453472713194150442015-10-03T17:55:54.312-05:002015-10-03T17:55:54.312-05:00A horror beyond horrors, but an inspiration too. T...A horror beyond horrors, but an inspiration too. To be six years old, that frightened and that cool under pressure is a blessing, and a gift from a mother who cared. Thank you for sharing.Yolanda Renéehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09085436784133103221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-41684844590514913982015-10-03T16:50:27.493-05:002015-10-03T16:50:27.493-05:00Lovely Roland. You gave new meaning to sterilizing...Lovely Roland. You gave new meaning to sterilizing a street thugs insight/foresight, and Vision.<br /><br />I am reminded: "If each day falls<br />inside each night,<br />there exists a well<br />where clarity is imprisoned.<br />We need to sit on the rim<br />of the well of darkness<br />and fish for fallen light<br />with patience."<br />(Pablo Neruda)<br /><br />I'm finding Neruda's poem (which I first read in High School, 42 yrs ago) - to be extremely pertinent to this day/age/era; in my life. Drudging up Light; from that deep well of darkness..."With patience," as a Vital key, mindset.Mojave Ned/R.Marcottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15829348570714035062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681132888977525688.post-49433335323373442262015-10-03T14:38:52.608-05:002015-10-03T14:38:52.608-05:00And horror it is. I cannot tell you what I hope h...And horror it is. I cannot tell you what I hope happened to your progenitor - because a father he wasn't.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.com