In Memoriam

My Father

My father, Albert, was  a wonderful man.  He was intelligent and extremely talented.  I absolutely adored my daddy.  At the age of 59, after suffering with depression, he chose to move on to a better place.  I lost him to suicide on May 16, 1992.

My First Husband

My first husband, Ellwood, was a very special person.  He was intelligent, fun, witty, and talented.  He suffered with Manic Depression.  His illness took a serious turn for the worse, and after suffering horribly for several years, he chose to move on to a better place.  I lost him to suicide on March 31, 1993.

I owe Ellwood a great deal.  He taught me so much about life, love, and me.

Before he died, he asked me to make him a promise.  He asked me to promise, that when he died, I would write a poem about 'us'.  He asked that I would see to it that people read the poem.  He wanted me to tell the world that 'we' existed; he wanted me to tell the world how much we loved each other.  Although it was very hard, I wrote my Ellwood his poem.  Please visit 'Broken Hearts' to help me keep my promise.

My Uncle Robert

My Uncle Robert was a good man, with a heart of gold.  With him, I never felt that he just tolerated me because I was family.  It was obvious that he loved me, and, actually liked me.  I think we always clicked because we were both ornery, hard-headed and independent.  When I was young and foolish, I ran away from my world.  He always managed to keep in touch with me.  He never judged me; he never tried to tell me what I should do.  I think he knew that someday I would be ready to come home, and that I would need help getting there.  He knew I was too proud and stubborn to ever ask for help.  So when I was finally ready, I never had to ask.  He was there with open arms, ready to take me home.

My Pets

Tasha - Tippy - Radio - Junior - Tommy - Lia - Abbey - Guito