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bobModerators: PonyPride, SmooPower
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I too have given Bob a ride. Maybe or three of four. He was kind of a staple of all the places I would haunt on Mockingbird back when I lived off of Mockingbird just east of 75.
I've met the folks making the doc. They've been working on that thing forever, started shooting in 0'3, I believe. Back when I left Dallas in '05 they were still shooting. Last I heard they are finally editing. Should be interesting. BTW - if any of you have ever given Bob a ride... that guy knows the worst jokes ever. And he prefaces them by saying "You want to hear the worst joke ever?" They are just unbelievably bad. I can't believe I cannot remember them. I guess I am thankful. ![]() Eric Dickerson in Pony Excess "I've love winning man, it's like better than losing." - Ebby Calvin "Nuke" LaLoosh
This wrenches my heart and hurts my sensibilities. I'm going to dive off a springboard here, so I ask the Webbies indulgence...if this is not appropriate for this forum, nuke it. I simply need to write this down.
As the father of a child, who by virtue of his genetic disorder, must fight every day against labels and a reality that boxes him. I can only imagine what might happen absent his mother and I and/or his grandparents. His mother and I sometimes ask the kinds of questions that seem to define the most negative aspects of this 'Bob' fellow's life. Will my son know love? Will he feel safe? Will he feel worth? Will he reach a point where mental illness will afflict and cripple him and our ability to interact with him? If we were not here anymore, would he be a running joke, or an idle curiosity? Would he be at the margins like this fellow? Would he sleep safely? Would he have good memories of his family? Would he have friends? Would he be noticed for more than being an oddity? I am prone to being acerbic in real life...much less so on this board. However, I think I will ask this question: Is anyone else on this board kept awake at night by the thought that those 'other' people at the margins of our communities could easily be you...or worse...your children? When I read about Bob, I can't help but wonder and worry about my son. I see what happens to people at the margins...like Bob. Is there anybody on this board that thinks about that...because despite our love for the Hilltop, our ribbing of jtstang, Stallion, Patton, and ponyfan94, and our mutual disdain for the NCAA, I just wonder if anyone else gets it? Call it a serious contemplation of Ash Wednesday, or a rare moment of openness for me, but I really hope that at least some of you do get it. And it's easier to ask folks who are hidden by a computer screen than to ask someone who sees me every day. It's easier to ask this in the context of 'Bob', because it's damn scary to imagine it for my son. "Moderation in all things, and especially in Absoluts [vodka]." The Benediction, Doc Breeden, circa 1992
OC, excellent post.
I thank God every day for the gifts which He has bestowed upon me, and pray that my future children are gifted even more richly than I have been. My prayers are with your son.
Usually when people like to be mean to others who are confronted with the affliction Bob has, it comes down to this:
It's not his inadequecies they can't deal with, it's their own. So they lash at out others to make them feel miserable and tarnish their sense of self worth. In this season of Lent, let our hearts be more generous to those who may not be as blessed as we are. I think all of us should take a page from BUS, who thanks the man upstairs every day that he is blessed. They aren't words either. He gets it.
I do not know who Bob is, and have never seen him. But it seems to me that nobody on PF was trying to make fun of Bob. Rather they were just saying hey if you live in Dallas and have seen this guy out (since apparently a lot of people know who he is) or given him a ride there is a website about him. Just my take.
But then again I did not read the article. Maybe it was mean.
yea OC, I wish Bob would have had parents like you
As we all get older, we learn that in our youth we had times in which we were all cruel to folks who by some genetic quirk, disease, or psychological trauma were "different". Luckily as you grow older you meet people who are "different" and you see the qualities in their lives, whether its their love of others, their grit to overcome their disabilities, or their unvarnished honesty. Take time to get to really know a person who has a disability, and you will find that they will teach you more about yourself than you can ever do for them.
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