Jacky Ralph Amos

And then this movie, all about Smidt, or something like that.  I didn't quite catch the first, but the man's wife dies.  I figured he maybe killed her, but seems he really does miss her.  He's lonely like daddy, because he didn't have a (me) as a daughter, only had one child, so ran out of luck...

After about thirty minutes, I thought...nooooo, this ain't no Jacky movie...

Then about to turn it, watched the man hop atop his winnebago and talk to his dead wife on a stare into the star'lit night skies.  "Helen?  What did you REALLY think of me>>deep in your heart?"  That halted my click of the remote, thinking how so often I've wondered that about you, Jacky.  The man keeps ranting to his wife, asking her did she forgive him, and the look on his face when a flash goes across the sky>>I cracked 'til I coughed mah eye'balls out!  (Bug, you know?)

I think that I'll finish the movie in bed, since it's midnight.  But, Jacky, you were admired by so many...  I know that they all, like you're own mama, wishes to stare out at the heavens and wonder what you thought of us.  Really.  Deep down.

I love you.

I'm not good at watching movies, can't be still long enough.  But my bug is keeping me off my poor aching legs, so I'm trying to watch movies that I know that you watched.  I watched 'True Lies' tonight.  Now I know why you were constantly saying, "You're fired!"

Haven even says it now, because you've "fired" her so much!

It was a pretty day.  I didn't have a choice but to go get daddy's medicine and groceries.  You know how demanding he is!  Motorcycles out everyewhere.  I pleaded the blood of Christ over all of them, asking God to bless them.

It made me misty eyed seeing all those folks out there on bikes.  But my fairy came today, and I have a bug, so....it's okay to feel misty'eyed.

We have a bug.  Today Haven layed around all day this time.

Believe that?  ALL day. Hmmmm...

At least it's not an aggressive bug.  Just annoying.

Love you, Jacky!  It's almost been four months, but seems like yesterday.  I hope that it ALWAYS seems like yesterday.