Thursday, August 31, 2006

Eric (209/365)

Eric: Earned nickname, "The Earache" because he loves to talk about himself, how fabulous he is and how he's figured away around the system. After five minutes of listening to his spiel, people begin yawning and shifting uncomfortably, scanning the room for any way out.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Melody (208/365)

Melody: A rather ironic name from someone born deaf. At first she was mainstreamed in public school until her parents enrolled her into the NC School for the Deaf. She learned how to "hear". She looks a lot like Fergie. Parties - an audio challenge.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Bill (207/365)

Bill: Willing and playful spirit with a deep love for his wife. He's the only man I know that loves to do crafts. At family get togethers he's the one to sit next to; a good time and laughter are guaranteed. He's easy to adore.

Monday, August 28, 2006

Viv (206/364)

Viv: Naturalist and volunteer at the botanical garden, she knows everything I wish I knew plus she sings. In the local choir! On mornings I saw her out walking I hurried to catch-up, knowing she had many important things to teach. Childless Earth Mother.

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Pat (205/365)

Neanderthal Pat: Shouted a demand at his wife to come in and make him his dinner. Now! Twice! Thinking those types died out ages ago or at least lived in the middle east, imagine my surprise to find one living across the street. Made me question...

Saturday, August 26, 2006

Pam (204/365)

Pam B.: Invited to lunch at her house I noticed the refrigerator was covered with magazine ads for BMW. Raising my eyebrows to her in silent question she simply replied, "God really wants me to drive a BMW." Shortly there after she began her Amway pitch.

Friday, August 25, 2006

Mr. Buddy (203/365)

Mr. Buddy: Drove his big yellow dog down our street, 49 out of 52 weeks. He handed out candy on Friday afternoons and two dollar bills at Christmas time. His kindness has left giant imprints on all the precious cargo he safely delivered twice daily.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Wendy (202/365)

Wendy: Creative, crafty, thrifty and always punctual. Favorite saying: That's just it! Has one of the highest energy levels I've ever experienced. Can spin circles around most. Always leaves people wondering how does she do it? ... Her secret? Cancer scare in her early 20's.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Smiley Al (201/365)

Smiley Al: Earned his nickname by grinning ear-to-ear each time we came into his shop with a flat tire, in need of a tune-up or a new bike. He liked what he did, but loved riding even more. Closed on Sundays - Out Riding read the sign.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Sarah (200/365)

Sarah: A wild horse; graceful, beautiful, elegant, enchanting. Like everyone else that tried to capture her, I was left breathless and frustrated as she bolted away. I wanted to be her or at least ride with her. Some horses are best left untamed, running free.

Monday, August 21, 2006

Peter (199/365)

Peter: Worked for Pillsbury first. When he switched to E.F. Hutton we'd all hush when he spoke just to watch him roll his eyes and smile. Smoked like a chimney yet always had the sweetest breath. Wonder if any of those market tips made him...

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Michelle (198/365)

Dr. Michelle M.: Met her in N.I.C.U. the night Libby was born. First time on-call the new Pediatrician was paged in the middle of the night. Calmly reassuring, her tender words comforted me. When we moved five years later she shares how nervous she was that night.

Saturday, August 19, 2006

Bob (197/365)

Bob P.: Standing 6'-3" he had this horrible mumbling habit. Everyone would say to him, "Your too tall to mumble Bob." His reply? Smile and mumble something incoherent yet smart-alecky. Figures. Years before it was his dad that shot nightly B.B.'s hitting teenagers on the beach.

Friday, August 18, 2006

Virginia (196/365)

Virg T.: Number 12 out of 17. Her family became Virg's kudzu, overtaking any chance for other relationships to sprout. Someone was always having a crisis! Having no time for anyone but her 16 siblings and their off-shoots, it became too weedy to be with her.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Dr. Crane (195/365)

Dr. Crane:

Rotting in Hell somewhere now I suppose,
the ugliest words could not begin to describe.
Why I hate juniper.
And white iron benches.
And saddle shoes...

...sadly, so much more.

Severing innocence,
Stealing sweet dreams.
Shattering mirrors that should've reflected;

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Peggy (194/365)

Peggy: One blue, one green eye. Irish sista'. Working on a project she suddenly starts acting all goofy; giggling, overly-happy, overly-chatty?!?! She could hardly wait to say she was. It must've been something in our office water cooler because five weeks later I was too.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Randy (193/365)

Randy Manus: Cullen's fifth grade teacher. Everyday he plays with his class during recess. Through all those games of football, baseball and kickball he solidifies every lesson he just taught in the classroom. What child doesn't dream of a Mr. Manus in their lives?! Valuable lessons.

Monday, August 14, 2006

Donna (192/365)

Donna: My parents knew her parents. Blond, funny and attractive with a great love for flowers. Her flourish as a florist led to her own shop, Donna's Garden. She did the flowers for my wedding. Tragically a young mother's worst news: Tumor. Terminal. Brain. Cancer.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Brother Small (191/365)

Brother James Small, S.J.: Paints and serves the Lord! As a teenager, it was his painting of a tiger stalking in tall grass that stood watch over me. Those tiger's eyes monitoring my actions came from the hands and heart of Brother Small and carried a holy presence.

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Julie (190/365)

Julie: My neighborhood's other-side-of-the-tracks: Ionia Avenue. Our side of Ionia: 'Burbs; the other side: City. City kids who dared cross into our turf usually left quickly, but not Julie, she belonged on our side. Her white straw bike basket with dog inside said it all.

Friday, August 11, 2006

Donkey (189/365)

Jimmy (Donkey): He met a woman through the internet. Late 40's, never married, socially phobic. Love blooms! He decides to tie the knot. She's in her early twenties, weighing considerably more than Jimmy. Bravely relocates from Chicago into the Tennessee country-side trailer of his new bride.

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Pat (188/365)

Pat: So power hungry, it reeked from her pores. The best thing she did; ordered me a small fan when she found out I was pregnant. Her bossy nosy uber-mother attitude added to her magnet pull or in most cases push. Not to be trusted.

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Dale (187/365)

Dale: He's the type of man that had his jeans dry-cleaned and kept his office and car immaculate. His last name is Sparks yet he forbid us from calling him "Sparky". He acted more like a college professor than a pension consultant, always happily teaching.

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Bike Accident Victim (186/365)

Special Exemption Today
***Application of the Deloney Rule in Effect***

Bike Accident Victim:
Thirty-five years ago, Cyndi and I hit, no actually we smashed dead center into an older Yiddish lady. We were on our way home from the beach riding west on Devon Avenue. The lady was burdened down with age, arthritis and groceries; Cyndi and I with youth, silliness and sandy suits. Cyndi, is and always has been a magnet for mishap and Pratt falls. She was driving the blue Schwinn tandem when we plowed into the little old Yiddish woman, knocking her off her elderly feet. Her gnarled fists raised in anger, while she remained sprawled on the sidewalk for what seemed like forever. We stood frozen on the sidewalk, stunned and speechless. Her image still pops into my head whenever I realize I've done something totally inappropriate. Her angry face is with me after all these years. She's one of those songs I just can't get out of my head. And maybe that is a good thing! She keeps me grounded.

*** Deloney Rule= Word Limit? What Word Limit?

Monday, August 07, 2006

Frank (185/365)

Frank C.: He held his secret identity close, so closely it almost choked him. Until one day, he decided to fling open the door, announcing himself to the world by participating in Chicago's first gay parade. Several of his office mates saw the news that night.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

Rhonda (184/365)

Rhonda K.: Magnificent Magician! Elegant, funny, engaging, stylish, charming. College professor taught; coached; encouraged young woman in her accounting classes. Hanging on her every word, except when we were half asleep in her 8:30 classes and she made us perform an aerobic version of this rhyme*.

*The grand old Duke of York,
He had ten thousand men.
He marched them up to the top of the hill
And he marched them down again.
And when they were up, they were up.
And when they were down, they were down.
And when they were only halfway up,
They were neither up nor down.

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Tony (183/365)

Tony: His ability to plan his life fully really wrangles his friends. He bought the final destination house first; calculated the exact amount of cash he needs to save monthly in order to retire early. His portfolio is diversified, owns land. Only works 9-5/M-F.

Friday, August 04, 2006

Mandy (182/365)

Mandy: Fellow writer. Self confident and why shouldn't she be? She was born that way. Her mother, Ann carried Mandy in a snuggle she observed African woman doing. This gave Ann an idea. Mandy is living proof of the benefits of holding a baby close.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

Kurt (181/365)

Kurt: Gorgeous hunk; dark hair; piercing soulful blue eyes. What made him unique was how nonchalant he was about his breathlessly good looks plus he was kind and honest. Annually he won our office's unofficial sexiest-man-in-a-cubicle contest. Over coffee he'd tell me his dreams. Meoooow!!!

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Mary (180/365)

Mary: Here's my fantasy...Mary and Steve realize after all these years that they do still madly LOVE one another, get married, live HAPPILY ever after, raising Katie while Mary's adult children pop in for an occasional barbecue. Sweet! How to convince Mary and Steve?

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Robert (179/365)

Robert (1/6): My oldest brother. Eight Years. If he was a 365'er he'd get 52 words. Wise. Kind. Sincere. Playful. Spacey. Generous. Self-Made. Successful. Community-oriented, volunteering his sensibilities, time and talents. Collects baseball hats. Loves a good cigar. Father, son, brother, partner. Bob, Bobert, The BobFather.

Happy Birthday Robert !!! (7-31)
Go White Sox!