[MD] Fire and Rain

[John Carl]

Khoo,

Most refreshing.  I thank you for sharing.  Now I have words for what I'm
doing with my life - I'm tightening my string.

John

On Mon, Aug 30, 2010 at 5:59 AM, Khoo Hock Aun <khoohockaun at gmail.com>wrote:

> Hi JC,
>
> Thought I should share this with you:
> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dB8j_9k-QzI
>
> Remember,
> If you tighten the string too much it will snap,
> And if you leave it too slack it will not play,
>
> Go with the flow, John, with the twists and turns
> Life's path lies between the fire and the rain.
>
> Take care,
> Khoo
>
>
>
> On Mon, Aug 30, 2010 at 12:16 AM, John Carl <ridgecoyote at gmail.com> wrote:
>
> > Suzanne the plans they made put an end to you
> > I woke up this morning, and I wrote down this song.
> > I just can't remember who to send it to.
> >
> > James Taylor; as learned by the author in miss Ann Roacha's 6th grade
> > guitar
> > class
> >
> > I've been thinking  about miss Ann Roacha, my teacher at Scott's Valley
> > Middle School,  who was the sweetest, prettiest, most hip and sexy,
> slender
> > and miniskirted teacher I ever saw in my life.  Admittedly, most of my
> > previous experience was SDA parochial school, but even so I know she was
> > something special.  Years later my Uncle Arnold, who lived in Scotts
> Valley
> > many years, took guitar from her and still sorta just sighed over her,
> the
> > way all men did.   She was the cherry on a perfect existence - Scott's
> > Valley, 1971.  Nestled in at the base of the Santa Cruz mounains.  Ann
> > taught health as well, so she was my instructress in Sex ed. Drugs and
> Rock
> > and Roll.
> >
> > Sigh indeed.
> >
> > I've been thinking about her, and that guitar class, because of a story
> > I've
> > been working on.  A story I owe to a girl, a friend of my oldest daughter
> > Em, who won it from me in a contest.  I'll probably share it when it's
> > done,
> > because the contest was name the people in the photo on my face book
> page,
> > and the people were RMP and Chris, posed on the motorcycle.  The story
> > starts with Miss Anne Rocha's guitar class; my mom  interrupting me
> > learning
> > that song in our fourth week, with terrible news.
> >
> > Just yesterday morning, they let me know you were gone...
> >
> > But that's not ready yet.  Today you'll hear about the usual subject this
> > time of year, with a few surprising juxtapositions.
> >
> > The usual subject this time of year, is fire -  our only nemesis in this
> > here neck of the woods.  You might hear about the threats people in
> > California live under - floods, earthquakes, tsunami maybe.  But  the
> > foothills of the Sierras are impervious to earthquake, riding as we do
> our
> > 400 mile long, 20 mile wide, solid slab of granite surfboard, into the
> > sunset.  Tsunamis and floods are problems for the valley people and coast
> -
> > dwellers at the bottom of our 1800 feet in the air.  Tornadoes and
> > Hurricanes happen elsewhere, and our only real fear is fire and only from
> > July to October.
> >
> > There's one started yesterday, pretty close to the same place I saw one
> > start last year.  In the woody inaccessible areas below the bullards bar
> > reservior, right behind my house.  This year I'm not as worried about it,
> > because the wind's wrong (nice! no smell of smoke) and it  did something
> > real unusual for this time of year - it rained.  Just a bit, scattered
> > drops, no more,  but obviously we've got humidity in the air.  The dry
> > eastern wind which dessicated is gone for now.
> >
> >
> > Lu and I have agreed to separate.  That's a brand new development.  Not
> > with
> > any hostility, nor with much sadness.  We both think its a good idea,
> each
> > of us for our own reasons, and many good ones we both share.  We've
> > discussed it in terms of our community situation and children.   We're
> not
> > interested in dating other people (oh god - shudders.  As if any woman in
> > the world could put up with me except Lu. And if they would, believe me,
> > they ain't good enough for me.  Sorta one of those groucho marx
> thingies.)
> > We're interested in changing some patterns.  And she's working at Josh's
> > school all week, and our vehicle situation is dire, and it just makes
> sense
> > for her to spend the night in town.  Meanwhile, all the piles and piles
> of
> > things that our house so desperately needs, don't get done unless I'm
> here
> > to do them.  And not even then.  So I guess while I say there's no
> > hostility, there's gonna be if I don't get this place in better shape.
>  And
> > I just don't seem to be much motivated when she's here all the time,
> seeing
> > to the things that need to be done, being her sweet, loving self and its
> > like, I'm perfectly happy so why make any effort?
> >
> > So anyway, that's that.  I've had Josh all weekend, just him and me.  We
> > get
> > to  have the house to ourselves apart from feminine domination in   9
> years
> > for him, 20 for me.
> >
> > So the longing for my wife, and and relief from disapprobation  are
> > opposing
> > forces in my heart.  Fire and rain.  It fits the mood of the moment.
> >
> > I've seen fire, and I've seen rain.
> > I've seen sunny days, that I thought would never end.
> > I've seen lonely times, when I could not find a friend.
> > But I know that I will see her, be with her again.
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