While I’ve had a truly laughable afternoon, I learned some news tonite, that made me a bit sad.
I went to a Boarding school, it was called LCHS (London Central High School). We were a bunch of American kids thrown into a British community on our own little space of America on the American Air base of High Wycombe.
Some of us lived in the dorms, and some of us were day students. We all were friends and have remained friends throughout the years. I have to out myself here, and I have the Electrician’s permission. When I went to High School I had a serious crush on a fellow student. He knew this and we still remain friends to this day. We became the best of friends, and have checked up on each other throughout our growing up years.
When Momma was first diagnosed with Parkinson’s, he gave me some advice. What I did not know, was that his Father suffered from the same disease.
My friends Momma was a friend to a bunch of us going through school, and was someone we all looked up to. She was actually some of mine and my friends Teacher. Mrs. Gail Kelly. You say that name at any High School re-union, and the stories come out. And trust me we have a bunch of stories.
I looked in my year book, and she signed my Senior yearbook with the words “cute, cute, cute, triple times, cute, now go an become somebody”. I like to think I have become “somebody’.
When I first started my blog, I e-mailed my friend and told him of my blog, and I know he watches it.
What I did not know, was his father suffered from Parkinson’s. I guess it was a close secret. What I do know is his Father was a great artist, and if you want to go to his website www.franciskelly.com and check it out.
What I did not know, but when I checked my e-mail of an account, I normally don’t use, but still have. I only had 2068 messages I had to go through and delete, I found an e-mail from my friend.
Apparently his father had donated his brain tissues to a a organiszion called www.parkinsonstissuebank.org.uk . I am truly flabbergasted that I did not know some of this information. But it also leads me to believe, there are more of us PD peeps dealing with it than even I know. But to find a website that is trying to make a difference is a smile in my book.
To My friend, I would just like to say, Thank you for the information you have sent me, and I truly wish you well, I am sorry for the loss of your Father, please give your Mum a Hug from me, and know you are in my thoughts and prayers.
sorry for the loss of your friend’s father…………….
While I am sad, I’m ok, because his Father has given his brain to research Parkinsons’, while that might sound cold, it’s really not, if we can find out what makes this disease what it is , it might help people further down the road….
someone had asked me that last week, if i would consider this for Al, for some reason I have problems with saying yes to that
Oh how terribly sad.