shadowsofmypast
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It's been rollcoaster ride me as well
Especially yesterday.
It's sad that both us Tang, took our lives
so soon.
Especially yesterday.
It's sad that both us Tang, took our lives
so soon.
Be strong. You'll feel better after a while.shadowsofmypast said:It's been rollcoaster ride me as well
Especially yesterday.
It's sad that both us Tang, took our lives
so soon.
Here is the story on the Sutro baths. I'll see what else I can find. This was a huge indoor swimming pool. The ocean there is too cold and dangerous with rip tides so you have to swim indoors.shadowsofmypast said:This one was Huell Howser years ago. There's something about it. I have connection
with I wish they show episode again.
Thank for the link. I am pretty sure I was there duringargonne1918 said:Here is the story on the Sutro baths. I'll see what else I can find. This was a huge indoor swimming pool. The ocean there is too cold and dangerous with rip tides so you have to swim indoors.
And
...and then what happened?shadowsofmypast said:I...It was terrible night for me so many images and flash's
Starting see myself at the glass bath house
Seeing myself also on stage singing.cover face
That reminds me that there was a cartoon made in the 30's (Looney Tunes?) that featured a Hollywood party and they had caricatures of all the current movie stars. It had Clark Gable with very large ears. I'll see if it's on YouTube.BriarRose said:Clark Gable had surgery to correct that condition
No, it's used very affectionately in Australia, and I certainly have affectionate associations with it personally, so it's meant in a nice way. In this life X has perfectly nice ears that don't stick out at all.BriarRose said:Clark Gable had surgery to correct that condition, but I doubt many people had the drive toward physical perfection in the 40's that bedevils us now. "Buggerlugs" is a much nicer name for the condition. I hope the name is affectionate - it sets my teeth on edge for someone to be teased about their appearance.
I am haunted by this memory, but in a good way. I would not exchange it for anything. Memories are more valuable than any amount of gold or silver.tanguerra said:I remember lying in each other's arms all night and the moonlight coming in the window. I found it hard to sleep. I still had that bad feeling. I saw his face in the moonlight, peacefully, almost childishly asleep. Such a very, very bitter sweet memory.
... [new apartment buildings look down on]...a remnant of what was once something akin to Paris in the 1920s. A crazy, wonderful world never fully documented. A world no one who ever lived within it thought would fade...
Is this a Wuthering Heights reference? Haha."I have tried to reach out to him, Heathcliff-style, and wish for him to appear to me, which he has stubbornly refused to do"
Oh yes. I used to wag school if a [1930s musical was on TV. I was deeply obsessed, even as a young child]ZeonChar said:You are obviously still very drawn to the time in music and style. Boardwalk Empire is a favorite of mine too and I think they really get the atmosphere down well. That old time music from the 20s and 30s is also very special. I remember when I was a young teenager being very drawn to the sounds of Frank Sinatra and Glenn Miller as well as old black and white movies. I felt more at home in that time period for sure. Did you have a similar experience?
...I obeyed, so far as to quit the chamber; when, ignorant where the narrow lobbies led, I stood still, and was witness, involuntarily, to a piece of superstition on the part of my landlord which belied, oddly, his apparent sense.
He got on to the bed, and wrenched open the lattice, bursting, as he pulled at it, into an uncontrollable passion of tears. ‘Come in! come in!’ he sobbed. ‘Cathy, do come. Oh, do—once more! Oh! my heart’s darling! hear me this time, Catherine, at last!’ The spectre showed a spectre’s ordinary caprice: it gave no sign of being; but the snow and wind whirled wildly through, even reaching my station, and blowing out the light.
There was such anguish in the gush of grief that accompanied this raving, that my compassion made me overlook its folly, and I drew off, half angry to have listened at all, and vexed at having related my ridiculous nightmare, since it produced that agony; though why was beyond my comprehension...
Thanks Blueheart. He was a lovely man. Very gentle and quiet. Terribly clever, but very modest about it. I can see why they would have nicknamed him 'Boffin' during the war. It must have suited him. I'm sure he was always cool in a crisis.Blueheart said:So sorry to hear about D. I was rather fond of him, through you.