In Memory of Mr. V's Profile |
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| Age: | 55 years old |
| Sex: | Male |
| Location: | miami, Florida |
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| Height: | 0' 0" |
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| Last Login: | May 31, 2008 (90 days back) |
About Me |
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| I created this page for a very dear friend of mine 9/23/06. I wanted to post his picture, but I don't have one. He died suddenly the next day, 9/24/06, and never saw it. I debated deleting it, but couldn't bring myself to do so. V was a good man. He was very wise, kind and had a great sense of humor. He had the soul of a poet. He introduced me to the works of a lot of different poets and writers and inspired me in too many ways to mention. He was born in Cuba, so since I didn't have his picture, I settled on the statue of Jose' Marti for his default. I don't know what to do with this page, so I will just leave it here and keep it as my memorial to him. |
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My Interests |
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| "Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly". Langston Huges | |
I'd like to meet:http://www.myspace.com/reinstatehankwilliams |
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Books:V translated this poem for me around 2001 I think...Does anyone know the original author?Te extrano Como se extranan las noches sin estrellas Como se extrañan las mananas bellas No estar contigo, por Dios que me hace dano Te extrano Cuando camino, cuando lloro, cuando rio, Cuando el sol brilla, cuando hace mucho frio Porque te siento como algo muy mio. Te extrano Como los arboles extrañan al otono En esas noches que no concilio el sueno No te imaginas amor, como te extrano Te extrano en cada paso que siento solitario Cada momento que estoy viviendo a diario Estoy muriendo amor porque te extrano. Te extrano Cuando la aurora comienza a dar colores con tus virtudes, con todos tus errores Por lo que quieras, no se, pero te extrano Te extrano ******************* I miss you I miss you like two lovers miss those nights without the stars I miss you like mornings miss the sun when its not there Not being with you, God knows! Is harmful to my soul I miss you when I walk, when I cry, when I smile I miss you at daybreak, I miss you at night fall when it is hot outside, when it is cold at night I miss you because I miss you I miss you as the trees would miss the blossoms of the flowers when they fail to appear and during nights that I suffer from insomnia, you can't imagine love how much I really miss you I miss you in every step I walk, in every breath I take and every moment that passes by you can't imagine love how much I truly miss you I miss you when the sun hides in the horizon I miss you when the first star appears in the night with all your virtues, with all your faults, for all the reasons, I know not why but I do miss you. |
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My Background and Lifestyle |
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| MaritalStatus: | In a Relationship |
My Pictures |
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My Blog |
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V and Me - The Beginning |
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| Our whole relationship was confusing and wonderful although alot people would probably say it was wrong from the start.
He was more precious to me than most people I'v... Posted by In Memory of Mr. V on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 05:35:00 PST |
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Chapter 7 |
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| The alarm blared at 6:00 am, I awoke with my arm resting across V's chest and my head still on his shoulder. I paused to look at him before I turned off the noise. Still half asle... Posted by In Memory of Mr. V on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 05:47:00 PST |
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Chapter 6 |
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| In 2000, I volunteered to work on a financial software implementation team as a functional specialist in the hopes of earning more money and possibly a promotion. Accounting is not really the mo... Posted by In Memory of Mr. V on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 05:46:00 PST |
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Chapter 5 |
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| After a couple of years he and Jill split up. He said that she wanted to get married and have another child. She was really young when she had Thomas and she wanted to have his baby.
V was ma... Posted by In Memory of Mr. V on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 05:44:00 PST |
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Chapter 4 |
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| Jack and I didn't socialize much. We both worked long hours and I enjoyed spending most of my time with my daughter but especially after I lost Mom I started realizing that it was nice to ta... Posted by In Memory of Mr. V on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 05:42:00 PST |
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Chapter 3 |
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| I went online the night of Mom's birthday. Though I didn't bring it up, I was grateful that he was there. Again hours went by in seconds as we talked about everything other than what was going on in o... Posted by In Memory of Mr. V on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 05:38:00 PST |
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Chapter 2 |
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| As V and I talked I learned that he lived about five hundred miles away from me. I told him that I was happily married and he said he was in a good relationship too; he had been living ... Posted by In Memory of Mr. V on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 05:37:00 PST |
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My Friends |
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God, José Martí - Cuba's Greatest Hero, Free Cuba Foundation, Pablo Neruda, Oscar Wilde, Kurt Vonnegut, Plato, Khalil Gibran, Rudyard Kipling, Ernest Hemingway, William Shakespeare, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Walt Whitman, Edwin Estlin Cummings, Sylvia Plath, T.S. Eliot, Albert Einstein, Fernando Pessoa, Leo Tolstoy, Jack Kerouac, Bukowski, Antoine de Saint Exupery, George Orwell, literaryFEVER, Writers Together, ROBIN, M. Meraz, Yair, Monique, Sigmund Freud, Man Ray, ateliér d’arte sacra, Red Poppy, The Order of Cemetery Photographers, DañyElla, cambio di nick, visibilia, Kimberley, Walter Matthau, Cuba Libre, Betty Boop, Carlos Rodriguez, Rico, IX, poet healer, *ThAt GiRl*, Mormon Santa, Dead Guy Interviewer, Redeemable Messiah, sativamaria77
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