Its been a bumpy month in Rumleyville. I finished off the AV Fair with a flourish in August, registering a nice number of voters and even housing a meet and greet with my Congresman Buck McKeon. If i ever find the time and inclination I’ll write a book about those adventures. Coming out of the fair I was a bit achy but attributed it to the strains of the 10 day event. Its typical for me to need a few weeks to recover and not at all unusual to have a stck of medical bills to prove it. but thats a rabbit trail..
limping into September i had a few milestones to conquer first. the 20th anniversary of my brothers passing. They were 16 and on there way to school one morning with 4 of their closest friends.. by close I mean in proximity since it was a 5 passenger car and they had 6. Being young and stupid they were driving to fast music blaring and reflexes unready. From what I remember of the police report Frank hit the accelerator instead of the brake and well..enough said. I remember getting the call and hving to react fast. First i needed to grab my husband and tell him while trying to locate my father by phone. Its a bit foggy but I remember calling my church and my associate pastor and SS teacher talked to me and prayed with me. He offered whatever and whenever… I found my dad but by then my one brother had already died. I remember telling him he had just lost his son and he needed to get to the hospital for the other who was headed into surgery.
In the background my husband was packing an overnight bag for all three of us. (child A was an infant still) Somehow we got everything together and headed down to San Diego. We had hit our usual stop and I remember hubby asking if I wanted to stop at the gas station. We did and got back on the road within 10 minutes. I don’t know why I said yes only that I wanted to keep normalcy. I remember looking at the dash clock and recalling a verse in the book of Samuel. Its when God is speaking to young Samuel and telling him both Elis sons would perish that evening. I looked at my driving husband and said.. its over Brian just passed away. I later learned that was the exact time on the certificate.
That first month after was a very busy time. So many distressful things had to take place. I spent a lot of time down in San Diego with my Step Mother at the time driving around getting papers filed etc etc.. She was a rock at the time and very driven. I think she was trying to atone for her choices. I pray she is well wherever she is now. It had been 18 years since I have spoken to her as she and my father divorced within 2 years and it was bitter.
Frank and Brian were born the same day but were very different. Frank was a ladies man and the life of a gathering looking to fit in.
He also had a tender side that was very sensitive. Brian was much quieter and more deliberate in his actions. Of the two I always saw him as being more confident and more of his own person. While Frank was constantly reinventing his look trying perms and dreadlocks… Brian stayed constant. Frank wanted to shock and amaze. I will always miss them.
Next up within days was the annniversary of 9-11. Once again I was hit with waves of memories. Most poignant will always be the scores of men I witnessed that day holding there teenagers hands while walking them to class. I watched some of the specials and cried then got angry watching the new wave of terror attacks this year. I will refrain from more commentary on that.
Next up another round of debilitating back pain. I have spent most of the month on ice packs and even tried a round of antibiotics-fail. I believe from experience it was cysts rupturing coupled with a kidney infection… but then it could have been stones?? I guess in the end it doesn’t really matter it just hurts. I think the worst of it is over though as I can now bend and turn. The last couple days I have even gotten back to my 3/4 mile walks with little discomfort. This weekend will be telling if I can make it through sunday morning and evening services. I certainly hop so as next week will be intense.