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Yesterday while I was waking up slowly and dealing with the fallout of the Saturday Tabletop Game, I started thinking about using the time of stepping back from tabletop gaming for a while and getting back to other things. While I was looking through some old sketchbooks, I found this sketch I did back in February 14th, 1989! I about started to cry! I thought the last of the sketches I had of Kait were sent to Disney to help me get a job back in the 1990s. To which, Disney lost. Even with a prepaid envelop they couldn't be bothered about sending it back, especially after being really wickedly critical of my work. Back then, it hurt badly. These days, it just shows that I ended up better. Here I'm at a place that I call the Firm and the rest is history. Life's funny that way, right?
I met Kait the year before in passing. She and I hit it off very well. Almost six feet tall, redhead, emerald eyes, and gorgeous. I felt like the ugliest thing on the planet. And yet that laugh of hers was so full of life that I forgot how I looked. She was so accepting of everyone ... until she wasn't. And you had to really work at her not liking you. A heart of gold and the rage of an Irish She-Hulk! Fun to hang around with and even better friend to have. I was dating another at the time and we went away as friends until the following year around May ... about this time in 1989 as a matter of fact. I was home from Cumberland College and she was taking a break from University of Georgia. She asked about how I was doing and I told her about the bad break-up I had. She just nodded and listened as we sat at Chic-Fi-A in Brunswick, Georgia. Later, she would invite me to have dinner with her ... and the rest was history! Although we were only together about three, perhaps four years, we lived a lifetime. ❤️
It would be in August 1991 when I would get the call that she was killed in a horrible crash. Apparently, with all of the construction work on the Atlanta by-pass and the rain that had been going on, things happened. The tanker truck rolled through a flashing red and she was going through the flashing yellow, having been working for about three days straight at her job. I was told by her best friend and secretary, Reiko, that she was killed instantly. After all of that, I lost track of her family and I went downhill faster than a snowball in Hell. Friends knew and so did Pop, somehow, but I wouldn't learn about this until after Mom passed. He just knew. My Big Sister was horrified. And my friends stayed beside me and put up with my terrible mood for five years. Later, I would go to SCAD (Savannah College of Art and Design) and try again to salvage my life. But, I kept on having nightmares. I really got deeper into depression and drinking and a lot of fighting. I got into a lot of bar fights and got entangled with the wrong people. Mom and Pop were not part of my life towards the end of the 1990s and all of my SCAD friends were gone, including Ase, my best friend, who died in September of 1999 due to Sickle Cell Anemia.
The 1990s were not the best of times and it would take me years to move on. I went through a junkyard of relationships, which I have spoken about before in journals. And it's been a while for me to let someone get as close as Kait. Back in 2020 when I had my surgery, I could have sworn that I woke to her sitting on the edge of my hospital bed. She just st there and smiled, trying to reassure me that all would be well. It would be later when I came to that there had been a gal running around the hospital named Kaitlynn (spelled the same way too!) I never saw or heard about her, but nevertheless, I was happy and my spirit was healed. Granted, it would take me about a year to feel good again, but I got there right before I bought my Jeep on September 4th, 2021. While driving off of the lot, the song X Gonna Give It To You started playing ... and I thought I could hear my gal's laughter!
I met Kait the year before in passing. She and I hit it off very well. Almost six feet tall, redhead, emerald eyes, and gorgeous. I felt like the ugliest thing on the planet. And yet that laugh of hers was so full of life that I forgot how I looked. She was so accepting of everyone ... until she wasn't. And you had to really work at her not liking you. A heart of gold and the rage of an Irish She-Hulk! Fun to hang around with and even better friend to have. I was dating another at the time and we went away as friends until the following year around May ... about this time in 1989 as a matter of fact. I was home from Cumberland College and she was taking a break from University of Georgia. She asked about how I was doing and I told her about the bad break-up I had. She just nodded and listened as we sat at Chic-Fi-A in Brunswick, Georgia. Later, she would invite me to have dinner with her ... and the rest was history! Although we were only together about three, perhaps four years, we lived a lifetime. ❤️
It would be in August 1991 when I would get the call that she was killed in a horrible crash. Apparently, with all of the construction work on the Atlanta by-pass and the rain that had been going on, things happened. The tanker truck rolled through a flashing red and she was going through the flashing yellow, having been working for about three days straight at her job. I was told by her best friend and secretary, Reiko, that she was killed instantly. After all of that, I lost track of her family and I went downhill faster than a snowball in Hell. Friends knew and so did Pop, somehow, but I wouldn't learn about this until after Mom passed. He just knew. My Big Sister was horrified. And my friends stayed beside me and put up with my terrible mood for five years. Later, I would go to SCAD (Savannah College of Art and Design) and try again to salvage my life. But, I kept on having nightmares. I really got deeper into depression and drinking and a lot of fighting. I got into a lot of bar fights and got entangled with the wrong people. Mom and Pop were not part of my life towards the end of the 1990s and all of my SCAD friends were gone, including Ase, my best friend, who died in September of 1999 due to Sickle Cell Anemia.
The 1990s were not the best of times and it would take me years to move on. I went through a junkyard of relationships, which I have spoken about before in journals. And it's been a while for me to let someone get as close as Kait. Back in 2020 when I had my surgery, I could have sworn that I woke to her sitting on the edge of my hospital bed. She just st there and smiled, trying to reassure me that all would be well. It would be later when I came to that there had been a gal running around the hospital named Kaitlynn (spelled the same way too!) I never saw or heard about her, but nevertheless, I was happy and my spirit was healed. Granted, it would take me about a year to feel good again, but I got there right before I bought my Jeep on September 4th, 2021. While driving off of the lot, the song X Gonna Give It To You started playing ... and I thought I could hear my gal's laughter!
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Thanks, honey. What's funnier is that I went back to where I found it and discovered a few comics I bought the day we went to Wal-Mart in Williamsburg, Kentucky. One is Spider-Man, gold and black background, neatly pressed, and looking like it was just bought this morning. There is the second issue with it, since the one I mentioned before was the #1 issue. There was also an X-Men comic, #268, with Wolverine, Captain America, and the Black Widow in the story, the first time together and the artwork is done by Jim Lee I believe. I'm almost afraid to touch them too much.
**Giggles!**
Here's a bit of her humor thrown in. "It's a collector's item, honey," she had pointed out as I was buying the issue, along with a few other things. And they ended up getting pressed against each other in a sealed box, so according to the guy at the comic store, he said that it could be worth about $80-$100. The others were probably worth about $30. She's laughing right now I know as she prepares the angels up there in Heaven for a day's work.
Here's a bit of her humor thrown in. "It's a collector's item, honey," she had pointed out as I was buying the issue, along with a few other things. And they ended up getting pressed against each other in a sealed box, so according to the guy at the comic store, he said that it could be worth about $80-$100. The others were probably worth about $30. She's laughing right now I know as she prepares the angels up there in Heaven for a day's work.
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