JUST
EAST OF REVELSTOKE (Part Two)
Just
East Of Revelstoke; Joyce worked at an A&W on 17th avenue S.W.
right alongside my current wife,
of the
time Sandy. Some say that we all travel in circles, kind of like the Kevin Bacon game, only it is who knows or
worked with you?
Joyce like Sandy,
probably came home each night smelling like root beer mug cleaner, in her brown
beanie hat, A&W stockings and one piece mini skirt suit.
To describe what they
did, in those days, is you would drive your car to the A&W parking lot and
ordered by speaker phone or the waitress came and took your order. Then after
an appropriate cooking time, she would bring
out your tray of food and drink, hang it on the driver’s side window which was 1/4
from being closed.
Later the tray was to
be taken away once you finished and turned your car head lights on. This is
what my first and last wife both did together for a living and they were also
both pregnant with their first child.
Relatively soon, one
day I will die. Maybe it will be in 20 years, maybe tomorrow, it doesn't
matter. Once I am dead and everyone who knew me will die as well, it will be as
though I never existed. What difference has my life made to anyone I sometimes
ask. To be honest I know we're all pretty small in the big scheme of things,
and I suppose the most which you can hope for, is that you make that some kind
of difference but what kind of difference have I made? What in the world was
made better because of me, really?
Some may say, “Nothing”
that I can think of and at times I may agree with that maybe “Nothing” at all
but that is not true. Because I have and I did for some do a few things to help
them live and if that is all there is to be done on this earth through one’s
life, then I accomplished a lot!
They say
that behind every man there’s a Great Woman! In my life this is so true, as
what I became would never have happened without Joyce. Sure, many other
dynamics and people came into my life to make me who I am today…
Though without Joyce;
“The Fires of Hell” could well be licking at your toes, she always reminded me. Joyce was my center as I started my quest to find the Comfort and Love that is Jesus Christ.
Without Joyce;
I would never have learned how to make pictures of a rabbit and tank on a Dot Matrix Machine and work with computers. She gave me the courage to go to night school, so I could make it into the Information Technology Department at the Calgary Public Library.
Without Joyce;
I wouldn’t have been able to take that little bit of computer knowledge and use it to help build a Computer Lab at the High School in KwaZulu-Natal Province, Bhekulwandle South Africa.
Without Joyce;
I would never have had the ability to make nightly calls to over 407 Parents and assist them in the recovery of their Missing Children, through Child Find Alberta and Team Hope the National Center of Missing and Exploited Children.
Without Joyce;
I could never have gone to the Gulf of Mexico and assist in the recovery of 70 Hurricane Katrina ravaged homes.
Without Joyce;
I would never have had the simple joy of having a Family, Grandchildren and puppy dogs. She was My Best Friend, she loved me like No Other Human being and taught me to share this Love with many who needed it and even those who may not have deserved it. Which is something good, that God taught both Joyce and I.
With Joyce:
We had Twenty Eight years together that have gone by in a blink of an eye. We traveled life’s road and have been there and done that, made it through moments of pee your pants giggles, struggle and strife. Yet my life on this earth was made better with Joyce and now I have to live another day and night alone. Though I do know that Joyce really loved me and always have and always will, just as I can’t stop Loving Joyce…
“The Fires of Hell” could well be licking at your toes, she always reminded me. Joyce was my center as I started my quest to find the Comfort and Love that is Jesus Christ.
Without Joyce;
I would never have learned how to make pictures of a rabbit and tank on a Dot Matrix Machine and work with computers. She gave me the courage to go to night school, so I could make it into the Information Technology Department at the Calgary Public Library.
Without Joyce;
I wouldn’t have been able to take that little bit of computer knowledge and use it to help build a Computer Lab at the High School in KwaZulu-Natal Province, Bhekulwandle South Africa.
Without Joyce;
I would never have had the ability to make nightly calls to over 407 Parents and assist them in the recovery of their Missing Children, through Child Find Alberta and Team Hope the National Center of Missing and Exploited Children.
Without Joyce;
I could never have gone to the Gulf of Mexico and assist in the recovery of 70 Hurricane Katrina ravaged homes.
Without Joyce;
I would never have had the simple joy of having a Family, Grandchildren and puppy dogs. She was My Best Friend, she loved me like No Other Human being and taught me to share this Love with many who needed it and even those who may not have deserved it. Which is something good, that God taught both Joyce and I.
With Joyce:
We had Twenty Eight years together that have gone by in a blink of an eye. We traveled life’s road and have been there and done that, made it through moments of pee your pants giggles, struggle and strife. Yet my life on this earth was made better with Joyce and now I have to live another day and night alone. Though I do know that Joyce really loved me and always have and always will, just as I can’t stop Loving Joyce…
We live
just East Of Revelstoke;
Part
2 by Richard Abbenbroek…
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