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Every person who goes missing from our lives leaves a broad gap. As a boy going to elementary school, there was a girl in my class, Elizabeth. She was very tall, unfortunate looking, very thin - gangly really - and she was poor. Her family was poor. They lived in an old house on a corner, the paint falling off, no car, no phone, and her father - an immigrant from Poland - was a violent alcoholic. She had so many strikes against her, it was like God was having a bad day when she was conceived.
Kids at school picked on her relentlessly. Non-stop. I hated it, but never did anything about it. At the end of the year, a few days before Christmas, their house burned down. They lost everything. I rode in my parent's brand new company car past the charred ruin and was more fascinated with the mess than with the implications of it. It was not a ruined house, it was a pile of ruined lives. People now displaced, with nowhere to go outside of charity.
The following January I went away to a boarding school up in the mountains. Views over the city from a hundred miles away, tall thin pine trees everywhere... A lovely place. While I was there Elizabeth took her own life. A friend told me about it during a free weekend. She killed herself.
It is fast forward 45 years, and a girl I hardly knew or thought about at all has left a gap that I still feel. Every life matters. Every person means something to many, never just a few. And every one of us can think of people who have left gaps in our lives... An aunt or uncle, mother, father, maybe a brother or sister, but we all have "Elizabeths" in our lives. They are those people we never thought much about, that is until they are gone...
Kids at school picked on her relentlessly. Non-stop. I hated it, but never did anything about it. At the end of the year, a few days before Christmas, their house burned down. They lost everything. I rode in my parent's brand new company car past the charred ruin and was more fascinated with the mess than with the implications of it. It was not a ruined house, it was a pile of ruined lives. People now displaced, with nowhere to go outside of charity.
The following January I went away to a boarding school up in the mountains. Views over the city from a hundred miles away, tall thin pine trees everywhere... A lovely place. While I was there Elizabeth took her own life. A friend told me about it during a free weekend. She killed herself.
It is fast forward 45 years, and a girl I hardly knew or thought about at all has left a gap that I still feel. Every life matters. Every person means something to many, never just a few. And every one of us can think of people who have left gaps in our lives... An aunt or uncle, mother, father, maybe a brother or sister, but we all have "Elizabeths" in our lives. They are those people we never thought much about, that is until they are gone...
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I love cookies too. (goo)
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sad story I can make other cookies
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We should give our guest cookies too!
Badjedidude
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BEST COOKIES?? :O
WHAT ARE THEY?
WHAT ARE THEY?
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Magic cookies =O
Badjedidude
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Magical Cookies. (goo)
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If you eat them, you get powers=O
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What kind of powers?
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Powers you dream to have!!!!!!!!
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