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| mickeys4life |
Posted: Nov 13 2007, 11:52 PM
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Grand Venereal Mickey August In Jade ![]() Group: Grand Venereal EIC Posts: 37,061 Member No.: 1 Joined: 8-November 07 |
I did not write this. A buddy from one of the sports sites I frequent wrote this. Enjoy.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the bob man is writing this all proper and such this evening because i want to share it because i want everyone to read it because it is important to me i do not know why many people i have met many miles i have traveled many places have i been but this sticks with me i carry it everywhere i go it was for a photograpy class in school shapes and patterns and contrast was the order of the day so off i headed to the cemetary at least once in your life walk through a cemetary listening to nine inche nails the fragile perfect it was a crisp sunny day blue skies green grass stones and monuments from white to black and many shades of gray in between just me and my camera and trent reznor it was after a holiday the place was awash in sea of little red white and blue flags it is a big cemetary it is an old cemetary and there are lots of veterans there many branches of service many wars too many wars i took pictures of simple stones and complex elaborate monuments sun bleached angels and cool shady crosses there were flags everywhere and everyone had a flag big stones and big titles small simple stones and ordinary men who had done extraordinary things but one man had two flags how did he do that everyone got a flag and he scored two privates and admirals and generals everyone gets one flag i took more pictures and walked around some more lots of dead people whole families died in plagues husbands died 26 years before wives little babies who never had a chance and old people who lived complete lives rows upon rows upon oblique stony rows but off in the distance on the edge of the cemetary was the grandaddy of them all huge massive spiraling skyward i had to see it i had to take a picture who could have such a monument fit for the finest royalty a doctor of course he even started his own school many lifetimes later his name has faded into obscurity his school is no more but he got the biggest pimpinest slamminest bunch of rocks in the place i want to take a picture but it is too tall i back up and back up some more up the hill and just when i find the spot i gosh darned near fall in to a pit who in the what the heck under the bob mans feet are leaves and overgrown grass i get down on my hands and knees and start digging i clear away leaves fresh crispy leaves old nasty rotton leaves i pull out longs strings of grass and reveal private harvey private harvey was in The Great War they did not know it was the First World War it was just The Great War back then private harvey survived the war he went on to live a long life and here he lay now alone no missus private harvey by his side no family plot with sis and mom and dad just harvey long forgotton how long had he been there when was the last time anyone ever came to this place to visit him why did it take a stupid kid taking pictures in a cemetary to uncover him he had no flag he may have never had a flag then i rememberd amongst the angels and angles lined up with the privates and admirals moms and dads lawyers guns and money was the man with two flags i had to find him surely he would give up one of his two for a fellow serviceman i must find the man with two flags i ran around the cemetary it was like the end of the good bad and ugly row upon row of headstones and monuments blurring past me an endless row of graves i was running and running and running trent reznor was yelling something in my ear i was at my wits end then i found it the man with two flags i explained the situation to him i think he understood he didnt put up much of an arguement i went back and found private harvey and stuck a flag next to his little stone once forgotten he is now always remembered thanks to all of the private harveys out there |
| Bazell, The Merry Prankster |
Posted: Nov 14 2007, 10:39 AM
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Purveyor of the Eye of Gamoto ![]() Group: Omegas Posts: 3,410 Member No.: 5 Joined: 11-November 07 |
very nice.
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| BWANAS1MBA |
Posted: Nov 25 2007, 06:33 PM
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Showing Potential Group: Members Posts: 507 Member No.: 18 Joined: 22-November 07 |
I wish I had seen this sooner.
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| ukblueky |
Posted: Jan 27 2008, 06:13 PM
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Showing Potential Group: Members Posts: 421 Member No.: 16 Joined: 21-November 07 |
it's oddly touching.
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| mickeys4life |
Posted: Nov 11 2009, 07:40 AM
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Grand Venereal Mickey August In Jade ![]() Group: Grand Venereal EIC Posts: 37,061 Member No.: 1 Joined: 8-November 07 |
bump
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