When Awesome Times Must Come to an End

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I'll try to keep this short.

Most of the time, when an amazing experience has come to an end, I shed some happy tears and before long I'm on to the next awesome time. Sometimes, thankfully not often though, an equal or better new thing can not be so easily found.

Yesterday it poured rain all day. Billy has shelves and shelves in a spare closet filled with those little camera tapes from years of skydiving videography & photography. He's not the most organized of cats and many are not labeled or in any sort of order whatsoever, except for being lined up & shelved neatly thanks to me.

So he decided to go through some yesterday. And before we knew it we were watching a replay of our lives for two years at my old home DZ. I know I don't have to describe what that feels like to most of you, but we're all biased and for me, there's no explaining my particular home DZ to anyone that wasn't there every week.

We spent the entire rainy day watching and laughing and remembering those that were like family to us for so long. It's funny--just two days ago we were driving home from sushi night and for no reason at all I asked Billy, "Hey, whatever happened to Mike-y?" And we started laughing at the many funny things Mike-y said and did. Two days later, there's Mike-y, us and the rest of "our crew" resurrected from little tapes full of big memories.

I just wanted to say, I REALLY MISS YOU GUYS! You have no idea how thankful I am to have been a part of your world and for you to forever be a part of mine.

Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

[Beerlight 0]

Great post...... I miss my old gang from Skydive San Antonio... (even though I was just meat....aka the pilot) Would luv to go back in time. Hey, I just had sushi last night.

[cocheese 0]

Whew! I thought you were leaving us.

It's raining here and i have little tapes. But i don't look back,

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(even though I was just meat....aka the pilot)

Where I come from, our pilot hung out, drank beer and was one of the gang. If my memory serves me correctly, he even had a few hundred skydives under his belt.

More importantly, he was responsible for many botched exits of mine during AFF. He insisted I wave on exit while flying the hump. I waved every time. And by the third time I was actually stable while doing it.

He was also the one to radio down to manifest warning everyone to keep an eye out for BillyZ's canopy--you know, the day I decided to pack his eliptical as a surprise.

Love ya, Jerry. LOVED the yellow porter.

Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

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Whew! I thought you were leaving us.

I come and go.

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i have little tapes. But i don't look back,

I'm not really the type myself. I do not hold on to material things b/c of a sentimental value. I have my memories and my heart. I see no reason to transfer such emotion unto an inanimate object; with few exceptions of course.

I was surprised how overwhelmed with emotion I was yesterday. Happy emotion, but definitely teared up quite a bit.

It's like scuba was for me. I was certified and did my first 20 dives in the Caribbean. SPOILED! Nothing locally quite compares of course. And similarly that's how my home DZ is for me.

Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

[Snowwhite 0]

Every year on Jan 1 Streaker and I watch all of the old movies while sitting around in our jamies. We also pick one person we are most proud of for that previous year. Then we move on. Depends on how melancholy we are, but we sometimes watch movies from WAAAY back when, that our folks took of us when we were little, and those we took of our kids when they were little. It's a nice way to spend a snowy cold day, and it puts a timetable on the melancholy. Lots of laughs, a few tears, and then the start of a new year.
And yea, we miss you guys when it's cold so it's a good thing.

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