tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post115694668545614695..comments2024-03-13T12:44:53.437-05:00Comments on If You Read Only One Blog This Year: Ninth of SeptemberBonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10096591352278195759noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1157691985396046872006-09-08T00:06:00.000-05:002006-09-08T00:06:00.000-05:00Alison: It has been awhile. Good to have you back...Alison: It has been awhile. Good to have you back. Very nice of you to say. Made me smile. Hope all is well.Bonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10096591352278195759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1157676941046867162006-09-07T19:55:00.000-05:002006-09-07T19:55:00.000-05:00its been a long time since i've written or visited...its been a long time since i've written or visited. but i'm catching up. and remembering in full force why i heart you--from laundry to sarah to druggie exes. thanks.alisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13041177577461726819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1157000513660662452006-08-31T00:01:00.000-05:002006-08-31T00:01:00.000-05:00This story is fiction. It came from a writing exe...This story is fiction. It came from a writing exercise I did. The five words I was given were clear, school, burn, traffic, and hurriedly.<BR/><BR/>Thanks to each of you who commented. Truth or fiction, I always want to know what you think about my writing.Bonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10096591352278195759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1156993745473393852006-08-30T22:09:00.000-05:002006-08-30T22:09:00.000-05:00I'm hoping against hope that that post was fiction...I'm hoping against hope that that post was fiction.<BR/><BR/>Beatiful, if heart-wrenching.<BR/><BR/>I'm terribly sorry for anyone with whom this story rings even a little true.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1156974321076505962006-08-30T16:45:00.000-05:002006-08-30T16:45:00.000-05:00I hate rain. I hate Septembers. Most of all, I hat...<I>I hate rain. I hate Septembers. Most of all, I hate half-hearted hugs.</I><BR/><BR/>That's the best line.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1156961554983956142006-08-30T13:12:00.000-05:002006-08-30T13:12:00.000-05:00Why do I keep feeling that this story isn't real? ...Why do I keep feeling that this story isn't real? Not because of your writing which is excellent as always.<BR/><BR/>Something about the tone and voice is just a bit different than your usual non-bachelor stories.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1156960501861154792006-08-30T12:55:00.000-05:002006-08-30T12:55:00.000-05:00What a tragic story. Lives lost at such a young a...What a tragic story. Lives lost at such a young age are just so terrible. I think it's very sweet that you still remember her on the day she left this earth. She was done with what she had to do here. That's how I see it. <BR/><BR/>I too hate Septembers. For a long time they were very difficult months for me...the changing of the seasons, saying goodbye to summer. "Wake me up when September ends."<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the story. I have to go dry my face now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1156954292157021162006-08-30T11:11:00.000-05:002006-08-30T11:11:00.000-05:00We actually had a similar accident happen a month ...We actually had a similar accident happen a month before graduation. Her seat was also left empty, and a musical tribute was played. She also loved orange roses. It was April of '89. She and her boyfriend's parents were killed. The boyfriend survived barely, and the truck was driven by the boyfriend's brother. He had been drinking and didn't realize until after he woke up from his coma that he had killed his parents and his brother's love. It did take from us lives filled with "half-hearted" hugs and we began living deliberately from that moment. Our newly organized alumni association will be remembering her with a scholarship. Maybe that will help Sarah to live on as well.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1156953787554506212006-08-30T11:03:00.000-05:002006-08-30T11:03:00.000-05:00amazing story.....although I would like a Kleenex ...amazing story.....although I would like a Kleenex disclaimer, so I'm not sobbing at my desk without one...lol ~hugs~RedNeckGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11715392856747862792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1156952941096901962006-08-30T10:49:00.000-05:002006-08-30T10:49:00.000-05:00Wonderful story, Bone.You really should be putting...Wonderful story, Bone.<BR/>You really should be putting disclaimers in your title line so we know if it's real or not... that way I don't cry for no reason. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1156951536473629552006-08-30T10:25:00.000-05:002006-08-30T10:25:00.000-05:00Even though it is fiction, it is most excellent. (...Even though it is fiction, it is most excellent. <BR/><BR/>(Damn you and your way with words)<BR/><BR/><I>shakes fist</I>Heather B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/07931351971982028473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1156950991328473632006-08-30T10:16:00.000-05:002006-08-30T10:16:00.000-05:00a sad yet wonderful tribute. Is it fiction or did...a sad yet wonderful tribute. Is it fiction or did this really happen.<BR/><BR/>Pia suggested you and I get together and compare pictures of people, not sure what she means.<BR/><BR/>Your story refreshed memories stored deep down in my psyche of losing two high school friends, one from a motorcycle accident when I was in the 10th grade and the other from a brain tumor when we were both in college.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1156950550807434862006-08-30T10:09:00.000-05:002006-08-30T10:09:00.000-05:00Beautiful story Bone. Love the last line especial...Beautiful story Bone. Love the last line especially.<BR/><BR/>It is fiction isn't it?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1156949912690980922006-08-30T09:58:00.000-05:002006-08-30T09:58:00.000-05:00I'm so sorry for your loss. I'm at a loss for wor...I'm so sorry for your loss. I'm at a loss for words.Renee Nefehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08167893445846427824noreply@blogger.com