Tug | The Summer my Uncle died | April 5, 2015 |
Tug | BASEBALL HEAVEN | April 5, 2015 |
Baseball Heaven
A little boy that played baseball
would always practice but never rest,
because he only wanted to someday play
with the very best.
Then one morning he awoke
to go practice for a game with his team,
but when he arrived at the field
it's grass was no longer green.
It did'nt look in anyway close
to the way it was the day before,
and his team mates were now all different
and there were so many more.
When he was going to take his position
he saw so many team mates that caught his eye,
they were all that of baseball legends
that he was passing by.
He thought how was it even possible
that these greats could be there to play,
because he knew that they were all
the baseball legends that passed away.
He walked up to a player
who he thought might be Babe Ruth,
to get answers to what was happening
and he only wanted the truth.
The player thought that the easiest way
to tell this young boy at the age of eleven,
was to tell him that he over worked his heart
and came to rest in baseball heaven.
To rest is now all the boy could do
because last night he passed away,
but God granted him more than his wish
he could now play with the best everyday.
Author: Robert A. Miller, USA
Tug | SLIDESHOW INFORMATION | June 21, 2012 |
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Tug | MY TALK FOR CHUCK | June 21, 2012 |
My “Talk” for my brother, “Chuck”… June 20, 2012
You were the oldest and I the youngest, fifteen years apart and who would have guessed in our adult lives we became so close. I took care of you when you had hip surgery and that awful infection on your arms but it wasn’t that no-one else could, I had the time off from work and I wanted to…
I could tell you felt comfortable having the basement to yourself and you loved telling me what to do and what sort of drink you wanted, as I went up and down the stairs fulfilling your every request. You had mentioned to me once that my basement reminded you of the old, “Red House”, because it was cozy…
Right now I am thinking about the times you asked me to make lunch for you, a tuna fish sandwich with lots of mayo, salt and tons of pepper! I would do it and you would give me a dollar, so I could go buy candy at 7/11..I must have been only ten years old…
Well back to the hip surgery, you were around fifty (I think), before you went into the operating room, you were so scared, just like a little kid. We all got a kick out of how you behaved, teary-eyed and wanting your baseball mitt. But now I understand how much you really loved life and didn’t want to leave too soon.
Every morning I had to give you a shot in your stomach, secretly I loved this part because I could get you back for all the terrible things you had done to me over the years..(like throwing a real live snake on me when I was only 8 yrs old!) Next was changing your bandages now this I really hated because I could not stand to see you grimace with pain. For anyone who has had a hip replacement I’m sure you know what I mean.
We watched old movies together and you would tell me things I did when I was little that were funny, you also loved ringing this buzzer I had given you if you needed anything and boy was that a mistake! If you knew Chuck, then you knew how he loved to play jokes on other people and watch them squirm. Well, he would buzz that buzzer and I would wake up in the middle of the night running to his room and he would say, “hey, get me a drink with ½ 7-up and the other fruit punch.” I would say, “you woke me up for that”? Ya, and by the way fluff up my pillows maggot..(yes, he called his sister maggot and many other names, he created, all for fun.)
It was about three years after your hip surgery that I got sick with double pneumonia and was hospitalized for nine days. I was so sick I really thought it was my time to leave and even had my own near death experience. My brother was so upset that he stayed the night at the hospital for two days, he needed to make sure that his baby sister was going to be ok…
My brother Chuck had the biggest heart you can imagine, I remember he took me and my sister Farah to the movie, “Where the Red Fern Grows” and he cried, that was the first time I had ever seen him cry. There was many times after this that I would see him choke up or get teary-eyed, he hating hearing any bad news about a person or animal getting in an accident or some other demise. He was rough and tough on the outside but on the inside he was a real softy…I’m gonna miss my Chuckie Bear but like I told him. I believe that time in heaven is not the same time on earth, for example what if forty years on earth is like a few minutes or even seconds in heaven? So, I’m not going to say goodbye to my brother but rather, “see you in a minute”!! Love, D’yana
Tug | Poem, "How I feel About You Brother" | June 14, 2012 |
How I Feel About You Brother
I may not often talk to you,
I may behave like I dont bother,
But do you really know how I feel,
How I feel about you brother?
I may ignore you sometimes,
And fight when we are together,
But have you given a thought to,
How I feel about you brother?
I now long to hear your voice,
And that monstrous laughter,
Do you know how I feel,
How I feel about you brother?
I suddenly wanna hold you in my arms,
The way I am held by mother,
Have you ever realized how i feel,
How i feel about you brother?
I don't know if the extent of my love,
Will ever be known to you brother,
But I'l still feel the same way for you,
And love you forever, brother..
by, smita prabhugaonkar
Tug | Poem, "My Brother" | June 14, 2012 |
My Brother
My Brother,
I cannot express the sorrow I feel,
But I know my God is real and I will heal….
My Brother,
We have loved, laughed, and grew up together,
Through good and bad weather….
My Brother,
Though your sun turned into a storm and had gotten rough,
You still remained so tough….
My Brother,
You are now absent from your body, and I know your spirit is in a better place,
But you were my first sibling so the tears are running down my face….
My Brother,
As you began to spread your wings, it is my heart that sings
For I know you are with God and he is the King of Kings….
My Brother,
Your journey has just began, your new home awaits a strong Man,
And while I’m still here in skin, there are no worries because I know we will be reunited again! ! ! ! I love you my Brother
By Nae Benedetto