DENNIS DeROSE : That's Chuck, he's my Friend
DOUG PAUGH : Ungone
JANE HUTTO : Paving the Way
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DENNIS DeROSE
That's Chuck, he's my Friend
What's that in your hand?. Let me see.. He said. It's a picture; that`s Chuck; he is my friend... I said. You pick your friends kinda young, don't you?... He said. No, that was a long time ago. We were in college... I said. I'd like to hear more about your pal Chuck... He said. Okay... I met Chuck in New Paltz in `74... I said. Oh, that's the pot smoking college, isn't it... He said. Don't generalize, everyone's not the same... I said. You're right. So tell me some more about Chuck... He said. Okay, so you want the short version, or long one ... I said. Whatever you like, I have plenty of time ... He said. Well, this guy Chuck approaches me; he looks perplexed... I said. So what was his issue. Why that look on his face... He said. Chuck tells me "No one will stay with me in the room."... I said. How odd is that? That doesn't make sense... He said. You and I swing one way, Chuck swings the other. ... I said. Now I see what the problem was; What did you do?... He said. What do you think ? That doesn't bother me.... I said. Hey, you want to hear a funny story? It's a side splitter... I said. I've got time. I could use a good laugh right about now... He said. Chuck had a 53 Schwinn bicycle, all chrome, red and white... I said. You've got to be kidding me. I haven't seen one in years.... He said. I'd hop on back. We`d go to town and chug down a few together... I said. That's not funny. Where's the punchline? So what happened?... He said. Well, one day Chuck failed a test and got super pissed off.... I said. That's not funny either. You've got to do better than that.... He said. He yanked on the handlebar so hard, he busted it clean in half... I said. Wow ! Too bad VCR`s weren`t around then; coulda made a mint!...He said. That's not all. We had so much fun together. There's more... I said. Don't keep me in suspense. Lay it on me..... He said There was this girl; unique with a special attribute.... I said. What was so special? Three breasts instead of two?... He said. No joke, her name was Madam Clittora! Enough said... I said. I can't believe that. You gonna leave me hanging?... He said. Anyway, shortly after that, I graduated. Chuck was younger.... I said. So what happened to Chuck? Good friends keep in touch... He said. We saw him two years later. We visited With his family, was nice... I said. Ever see them again? You shouldn't desert a friend.... He said. You're right. But things don't always pan out... I said. So what does that mean? You both seemed quite close.... He said. I was married at the time with a lot of responsibilities... I said. So that's no excuse. You should've kept in touch... He said. After that, I didn't. Time changes things. Wasn't intentional.... I said. So is there more to this story? There's got to be more... He said. Oh, there is. Time moves on. 35 years later... I said. It's 2010 and out of the blue, I think of my old pal Chuck... I said. So you didn't forget him after all, but almost... He said. It's a gamble, Chuck Drzal was in the phonebook; I called... I said. Good for you. You took a chance, renewed a friendship... He said. You're right. Just like old times. `74 again. What a feeling... I said. So what happened next. Tell me quick, can't wait... He said. We talked off and on, old times and new things; it was good... I said. So it sounds like things are really working out for you guys... He said. We saw Chuck, in the summertime; looked good for 52... I said. Hey that's great news; Is there more to the story?... He said. A little more... His friend died the day after we saw him... I said. Oh, bummer. Sorry to hear that. How`s Chuck now?... He said. Called him in November. His diamond ring was stolen... I said. Wow ! That's a real downer. Did they catch the bastard?... He said No !... I said. There's got to be more than that. Call him since then?... He said.. Yeah... but... I called twice... he never answered the phone... I said. Well, I hope you find out how he is doing?... He said. I did. Saw his obit a few days ago. He died November 17th... I said. He looked at me. A tear rolled down his cheek... He said nothing.. I looked at him. Couldn't speak, all choked up.... I said nothing. He looked at me. Gave me a hug, turned and walked away. I yelled to the universe... "That's Chuck, he's my friend!"
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the bush is no bush again. the green gone is there hiding the grow. stop has started. Step there. Give me an ungone. some thing to hold my eyes again.
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They taught well, those whose responses to prattle and repetitive questions gave meaning to words such as invisible or God. The indelible imprint of their lessons serve one well when confronted by misery, defeat, or opposition to nonconformity. No philosophy dipped in antiquity nor someone's steepled theology can outweigh the merits of our elders who heeded the inquiries of their young charges balancing on the brink of life.
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DENNIS DeROSE : That's Chuck, he's my Friend
DOUG PAUGH : Ungone
JANE HUTTO : Paving the Way
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