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Born in the Old Saint Mary Hospital, that is a Careing? Home for
the Elderly Now in
Scottsbluff, to a Loveing Mother, J. June Kenzy, Right after I was
a gleam in My real Fathers
eye He Enlisted in the Army, Never returned to Mom and I, to Start
Another Clan in
Denver Colorado. When I was 3 Yrs Mom married Dad, Bob Saathoff,
Dad Passed away
Ten Yrs ago 1988. Was at Guard Camp, Said a Prayer that I
will see him when I get There.
Wished I would have been there to Remind Him that I Love Him.
I was always small for my age, 4FT 8in when I Graduated from Gering
Senior High School, at first when I was teased about my size id
become angry, always was told Dynamite comes in small packages, eventually
laughed the teaseing off, would tell them
the Weather is much cooler down here. Wasn't popular in School,
Did play Football for
the Gering Blue and Gold, played right end, no problem catching
the ball, but dam the
the other team it was like getting hit by a Freight Train when they
could catch Me.
Wrestled in the 95 Lb class, Made Third in State Senior Year.
The same year I got caught
for raiding the girls locker room and Runnin their Undies up the
School flag pole : )
After graduation I went to Pheonix Arizona to bum around some, in
My 1952 Anglia, thats
an English Ford, Canary Yellow, a real eye catcher. After
8 months, recieved a letter
from Mom, said she found a letter in SnailMail box, I Was Drafted,
well came home, went
to Denver for the Physical, light in the Pants they told me, didn't
go, Started workin for
Lockwood Graders, which a few years later become a Company then
later Incorperated
The Draft tried agin, This time they sat a pile of Records in front
of all us not so Ancious
Characters Cut the pile in Four piles, one is Army one Navy one
Airforce and one Marines.
1968 Started Reading Names
Mine was in the Army pile, so off I went to the Brovo Bears in Ft.
Lewis Washington,
Brovo Bears B 4 1 was my Platoon in Boot camp, learned some stuff
to include how to sleep
standing up in Formation. All in all wasn't to bad came out
a PFC, went to Ft Ord California
to learn morris Code (O5B) went to FT Gordon Georgia to learn how
to Peck the Keyboard
(O5C) came out typing 45 wpm and SP4 I despize Typeing that today,
Im a pec the keys
two fingers now, guess I only do what is Neccessary, Came home for
a few days met
a Girl that wanted to hitch me up before Going to Vietnam, nope
maybe after, well we
did in feb 1970, I was out of the Army Clan, Joined the Week End
Warrior Clan, went back to Lockwoods to work, we was Foster Parents for
2 1/2 Yrs, Id went to Drinking heavely and she divorced me in 1974, back
to chaseing skirts and Went Active Army agin, in a few Years after being
a Drill
instructer got fed up with Baby sitting young Recruits came out back to
the Guards, met a gal we were together for 6 Yrs, ooops did it agin, Married
for 1 Month I droped Her like a Hot Iron. Met Spikey,
We both Decided
the Alcohol wasn't the way
We wanted to Live, I took treatment in So. Dacota, as the court
wanted me to, came
back to Gering and Spikey and I have Been together for 16 Yrs now
Both With 16 Yrs
Sobriety, We Own two Houses, Have three Sets of Wheels and two Loveing
Daughters, cats, dogs,fish and an indoor Swimming Pool, Oh yea and
two Puters.
The NØFYT is My Amature Radio Call also My Licence Plate
on the Dodge Ramcharger.
The name is Ed.
Also am Restoring a 1976 Dustin 280Z fire Engine Red Fuel Injected,
That turns
101 Mph in the Quarter mile.
In time Ive become a person who Doesn't give out allot of information
except what is Neccessary as the Internet Will Steal From anyone that is
on line.
Like SSn and Credit Card No's and the Like.
The Internet will Rob You of Personal info in several ways.
when You are Connected with the W W W.
Primarily through your ISP and Server
Being a solitude person, dot make friends to easily and with past
Experiences have
Been Shit on and some bad memories, so you might say keeping the
distance and
one Eye always open.
Served 12 years in active Army and 4 years in Army National Guard.
Needed to be Honerably Discharged Cause of Medical Problems that
began sneaking
up on me.
And was getting fed up with baby-sitting the modern Military
.
Am A Skywarn Volenter, This is watching the Sky and Clouds at all
times for Nasty
Weather. When Scottsbluff community is in state of Tornado
watch the Amature
Radio Operators Volentarily using their private vehicles, Radio
Equipment,fuel and
Time
Without Compensation go out finding a view advantage point to watch
the Storm.
We then Report Back to our Civil Defence Command in an Amature Radio
Net with
The weather Conditions and what is being Observed, We also help
with Trafic control
when asked to by Local law Enforcement, as well We help with what
we can to Evacuate
and help people,pets and property in need.
People say We are Tornado Chasers.
People say We are Tornado Observers.
as for Myself will Dam well Run or Drive as fast as Can to Jump
into a ditch.
If Nesessary.
Some say we Need a guardian
Gave up on Drinking Alcohol beverages in 1982.
With the help and support of Spikey We Both have 16 years of Sobriety
Together.
Smoking Cigarettes is still a crutch to be broken.
A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you
have been,
accepts what you have become, and still,
gently allows you to grow. ~William
Shakespeare
Each of us has a hidden place
Somewhere
deep within ourselves;
A place where
we go to get away,
To think
things through,
To be alone,
to be ourselves.
This unique
place, where we confront our deepest feelings,
Becomes a
storehouse of all our hopes,
All our needs,
all our dreams,
And even
our unspoken fears.
It encompasses
the essence of who we are and what we want to be.
But now and
then, whether by chance or design,
Someone discovers
a way into that place we thought was ours alone.
And we allow
that person to see, to feel and to share
All the reason,
all the uncertainty
And all the
emotion we've stored up there.
That person
adds new perspective to our hidden realm,
Then quietly
settles down in his own corner of our special place,
Where a bit
of himself will stay forever.
And we call
that person a friend.
-Poem by
Carol Elaine Faivre-Scott
Updated Jan 1st 2000
