Afterglow 2013 - Day 7 Friday

I at least try and act normal from time to time. I may not always succeed at doing it, but at least I make a valiant effort. Why won't Mom give me any credit? Jenny on the other hand, doesn't buy into that philosophy. It must be nice to live in that World. I wouldn't know. I've got one of those Jiminy Crickets always yelling at me to let my conscience be my guide.

Family pictures are wonderful. I bet I say something like this every year but it gives you a nice snapshot of how we were at that moment in time. This is in no means rubbing it in but notably absent from this photo is Brain (BK3). He didn't make it this year so Uncle Greg, Aunt Sandy and (especially) Stacy had to rage without him. We all missed him dearly but I still had an amazing time with everyone who was able to be here.

Despite being so close to Memory Point this week (as opposed to how far away I am the other 51 weeks) I can't bring myself to go there more than a few times even though it is such a short walk from the cabin. It's a beautiful place. I don't really need to explain why because the pictures below (and other ones that I've posted on this site) do that for me. But you have to remember that my brother Timmy is buried out here. So this place for me evokes tears and sadness and is a reminder that he's in the ground and not around to share in these new adventures with me. But that's the way that it is and I need to deal with it. I need to come out here even if it hurts me to do it.

When I do come out here I usually bring a friend (in this case Jenny Reck), some music and some whiskey. I love my brother Timmy and I spent my entire life looking out for him, so why would I stop now? He enjoyed music and whiskey in life so I will make sure that he will still be able to enjoy it in the afterlife as well. I know up in Heaven he's got it real good. It's my duty to make sure what's left of him on Earth gets the same treatment. I get to partake in it as well. One for me, one for you. Just like old times pal.

My Mom Kris is hanging out with Rose and Carol. Moms love hanging out with other Moms. That's probably why they can't stand hanging out with their children. I don't pretend to understand. I'm not a Mom. And if I'm lucky, I never will be.

Where would I be without Jenny Reck? I don't even want to think about it. They only way I've been able to continue living over the past few years is because I've got her by my side every step of the way. She's the most important person in my life.

There were only 3 of us in the Cabin #2 family this year. No James. No Melissa. No boyfriends or cousins or randoms that came up for the week. It was one of our quietest weeks ever. I didn't like it. We need more rage. Next year will be better.

I don't know who took this picture but it looks like I wasn't really happy that they did? So why did I include it here? Christ, I don't know. Why are you even asking questions? Especially to a guy who looks like he wants to kill you. Leave now or else. I mean it!

Every year we take a family picture out on the dock. On of the staples in picture taking in my life is that we do a few serious or "nice" pictures and then as a reward we get to do a few "goofy" pictures. Well any picture with both Jenny and I in it is inherently goofy, so I'm just as surprised by you when one of them turned out to be semi decent. As for the second one? Why are they looking at me? What did I do? You know that Jenny is as much to blame for the nonsense that occurs here. I get a bum rap man. It's not fair.

My Mom loves Cousin Kevin. And why not? Someone has to. I'm just kidding. If you can see through the ridiculousness then you will see that he has a real kind heart and can be really intelligent when he chooses to be. He's also a voice of reason sometimes.

Mom loves being in pictures as much as she loves taking them. She insists on doing both to preserve memories or some mumbo jumbo. Or so I thought. I love these pictures. Mother was right. She always has been and always will be. Ah shucks.

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