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Then There were Two, The Loss of Influence in My Life.

February 17, 2007

Then There were Two, The Loss of Influence in My Life.

Anyone who has read my diaries since I started writing them knows about the 3-Gs. For those who are new to my diaries I will explain. Read on.>>>

It all started back in the mid, to late 60s when I was turned on to the politics of the Vietnam War by my three cousins. There was Mary Lou, Carol, and Judy. They were what my dad called, the radical ones. They were always going to marches, and rallies against the war. They taught me that the war was unjust and that many young men were dieing for the companies war. (Not very different from what is going on today.) I looked up to these girls, and tried to mirror their every move when it came to politics.

Well today at 3pm I lost one of those, three Judy passed away. She had been fighting cancer for a few years now, and the bastard won when it took one of the people that help shape my life.

Judy was a thin, with long blond hair, and was by no means meek. She could be heard above the masses, if that was what it took to get her point across. She was a hippy-chick in her youth, pure and simple. When you see a picture of the longhaired girl, with flowers in her hair, and wearing bellbottoms, during an anti-war protest, that was her. She was the person that took me to my first concert, at age 13. She was the one that took me out to drive when I was 12. She had also said that if it was ok with my parents I could go to the Great march on the Mall in D.C., with her and my cousins. (Dad said no, in no uncertain terms.) She bought me my first army jacket, at the Army-Surplus store.

When I turned 18 Judy bought me my first legal beer. (The age was 18 in WVA back then.) During that same year, she met her husband and moved away but we kept in contact. A few years later, they moved back to the area, but things had changed. I was married, with my own life. We never got together as we had planed. We only got together at family reunions, weddings, and funerals.

So it is with great sorrow that I will go to the last place I will ever see her in her physical form. She will always be in my thoughts and prayers, and her words will always guide me through the rest of my life. However, I will always remember her, as she was, a “Child of Peace”.

ABA

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