As I Stated on
another page, There were two pairs of off-line friends who came to my rescue in
my time of need.
Skip and Barb
are the second pair.
I knew Skip
quite a while before Barb appeared on the scene, but that in no way diminishes
her light in my life. As a matter of fact, I have often thought that she was one
of the best things that ever happened to Skip, but that is another
story.
Over the
years, totaling more than twenty, they have always treated me with respect and
friendship even though we didn't always share the same lifestyle. The truth be
known, I often wished I could be more like Skip. Of course, he never knew. Not
much ever seemed to bother him,, of course he might have just been faking it as
was I for most of my life. Whatever the case, I admired him for it. We both
shared a love for Motorcycles and I will never forget his old "Yellow Banana"
British made 750cc terror, flying down the back roads to Savannah Beach on a hot
summer day, being chased by me on my Yamaha 750cc triple. I never could out-ride
him.
Skip, prior to
his relationship with Barb, had some great sorrows in his life, but he
always seemed to handle them in ways I never could. One of the greatest
misgivings I ever had was the time he came to me, the only time, and asked
something of me and I wasn't able to accomodate him. Out of all the times I
would have been able to help, fate led him to me at the least
advantageous time for him. He may not even remember it, but I never forgot and I
always regreted it.
We all used to pop into and out of each others lives, and like
Ray and Rita, my other off-line friends, it always was as if we had just seen
each other the day before instead of months or even years before. I miss the old
days, you guys are among the "Things I Miss The
Most".
Then, when I was down to my last straw in my time of
waiting for my
disability, and having not seen Skip or Barb for a long time, I finally gave up
my last shreds of pride and contacted both Skip and Ray and asked for help, thinking all the
time that there was really no reason for any of them to help since I
had not seen any of the two pairs for a long time. Like Ray and Rita, Skip and Barb
came to my side without a second thought, bringing me supplies and staples to last me until
I could secure funds.
Skip and
Barb..........
I don't know how
I can ever repay you for coming to my aid. Now, even more than before, I wish I
could be more like you. You have shown me more friendship and love than most of
all my other friends that I spent so much more time with over the years. I am so
fortunate to have friends like you in my life and I am honored to dedicate this
page to you.
Thank you, thank
you, thank you!!!
Michael (SHOOTER)
Song -"Things I Miss The Most" by Steely Dan
This Page Made By SHOOTER On 18 August,
2003
