To you...
Thursday, January 13, 2005
I wish I could link this directly, but if I look at the page again, I'll probably cry again. www.eleventhpa.org and click on "What's New". And yeah...a lot of people missed the little disclaimer that I put in my last post...but yeah, no disclaimer here. It's not just creative writing this time; I'm actually upset.
Now I don't want to alarm anybody. I'm using this site to vent because I need to. Ultimately I am okay, I'm fine. Because I'm using this to vent. So thanks for being patient. I don't want to make people worry about me or wonder if I'm okay or anything like that, because truely I'm fine, or at least will be soon. Direct your prayers instead to his son, Evan, daughter, Amber, and grandson, Val. And to the 11th, as many were touched by his spirit.
I'm basically handling this...I don't know how. But I'm sorry to all of the people who started chatting on aim that I blew off tonight by accident. It was inadvertet and I'm sorry, but this is when I found out. But thanks to all the people who helped me through, like Laur, my Emu who always has a story to take my mind off of things, Chris, for walking around campus with a crazy girl you barely know just to ease her mind and so she won't get jumped or something (esp. w/o really recieveing a reason as to why I was feeling esp. crazy tonight), to some of my friends who happened to be awake still, Lauren, Kratz, DJ (for letting us invade his room to let carley be), Z, and even Carley (for letting us interrupt her sleep for a while), and to the fact that we'll "just put the snake in a drawer." And to Jess for the random mail that cheered me up, and to Jake for the beautiful voicemail he left me about fog, that was great. And Jackie for making sure I was okay when I was in tears laughing about the snake, and also esp. to Tee, my lovely RA for listening to me give her a basic rundown on those I've lost since last semester and simply calling me a strong person and saying her door's always open.
I wish that I'd said thank you again to all of the people who helped me get through last semester. It was hard in random, unexpected ways. But so many people were there for me and I only wish I'd said thank you sooner. So on that note, I leave you. And with a go hug your parents, because you just never know, k?
To John Posch - a kind man who touched many, many lives. You are already sorely missed. My hat is off to you - Huzzah, huzzah, huzzah!
"May angels lead you in...hear you, me, my friend...on sleepless roads the sleepless go, may angels lead you in." (~Jimmy Eat World)
An excerpt from the site...
In Memoriam
John Posch
(The pic won't show up...)
John ... as he will always be remembered
Hope Lodge - November 7, 2004
The men and women of the 11th Pennsylvania Regiment are saddened to announce our esteemed ranks have been thinned by one. John Posch passed away on the morning of January 12, 2005, from a massive coronary. He joined the unit with his son, Evan, in May of 2003 after Crooked Billet. He preferred his civilian militia impression to a structured military uniform, despite having served in the real-world we knew as Vietnam with the U. S. Navy. Although still considered a newbie by those who have been in the hobby since the Bicentennial, John took to the camp and field quickly, finding his way into our hearts and earning the respect of everyone in the unit. His gentle demeanor, kind words and fierce fighting in the face of the enemy will be sorely missed.
He is survived by his son, Evan, daughter, Amber, and grandson, Val. We extend our sincerest condolences to his family. We are honored he chose our unit to be his reenacting family.
HUZZAH!
I wish I could link this directly, but if I look at the page again, I'll probably cry again. www.eleventhpa.org and click on "What's New". And yeah...a lot of people missed the little disclaimer that I put in my last post...but yeah, no disclaimer here. It's not just creative writing this time; I'm actually upset.
Now I don't want to alarm anybody. I'm using this site to vent because I need to. Ultimately I am okay, I'm fine. Because I'm using this to vent. So thanks for being patient. I don't want to make people worry about me or wonder if I'm okay or anything like that, because truely I'm fine, or at least will be soon. Direct your prayers instead to his son, Evan, daughter, Amber, and grandson, Val. And to the 11th, as many were touched by his spirit.
I'm basically handling this...I don't know how. But I'm sorry to all of the people who started chatting on aim that I blew off tonight by accident. It was inadvertet and I'm sorry, but this is when I found out. But thanks to all the people who helped me through, like Laur, my Emu who always has a story to take my mind off of things, Chris, for walking around campus with a crazy girl you barely know just to ease her mind and so she won't get jumped or something (esp. w/o really recieveing a reason as to why I was feeling esp. crazy tonight), to some of my friends who happened to be awake still, Lauren, Kratz, DJ (for letting us invade his room to let carley be), Z, and even Carley (for letting us interrupt her sleep for a while), and to the fact that we'll "just put the snake in a drawer." And to Jess for the random mail that cheered me up, and to Jake for the beautiful voicemail he left me about fog, that was great. And Jackie for making sure I was okay when I was in tears laughing about the snake, and also esp. to Tee, my lovely RA for listening to me give her a basic rundown on those I've lost since last semester and simply calling me a strong person and saying her door's always open.
I wish that I'd said thank you again to all of the people who helped me get through last semester. It was hard in random, unexpected ways. But so many people were there for me and I only wish I'd said thank you sooner. So on that note, I leave you. And with a go hug your parents, because you just never know, k?
To John Posch - a kind man who touched many, many lives. You are already sorely missed. My hat is off to you - Huzzah, huzzah, huzzah!
"May angels lead you in...hear you, me, my friend...on sleepless roads the sleepless go, may angels lead you in." (~Jimmy Eat World)
An excerpt from the site...
In Memoriam
John Posch
(The pic won't show up...)
John ... as he will always be remembered
Hope Lodge - November 7, 2004
The men and women of the 11th Pennsylvania Regiment are saddened to announce our esteemed ranks have been thinned by one. John Posch passed away on the morning of January 12, 2005, from a massive coronary. He joined the unit with his son, Evan, in May of 2003 after Crooked Billet. He preferred his civilian militia impression to a structured military uniform, despite having served in the real-world we knew as Vietnam with the U. S. Navy. Although still considered a newbie by those who have been in the hobby since the Bicentennial, John took to the camp and field quickly, finding his way into our hearts and earning the respect of everyone in the unit. His gentle demeanor, kind words and fierce fighting in the face of the enemy will be sorely missed.
He is survived by his son, Evan, daughter, Amber, and grandson, Val. We extend our sincerest condolences to his family. We are honored he chose our unit to be his reenacting family.
HUZZAH!