1973 -- What happened to all those people? (a heart-felt opinion) -- 2008

for your works, which have inspired me. And to many other Xomba members who have allowed me to realize a dream I have thought about, actually, for decades.

But, all of you helped me to initiate my dream, to actually write. This would have never happened with out all of you.

And, how weird how Xomba came to me. Outside of Xomba, I've always done pictures, and graphics, and some commercial graphic design. Outside of Xomba, I copyright under the name Pink Taxi Communications - XCM. XCM stands for Xxysis (pronounced: Xs) Cyber Mach, which my late business partner, Michael deRita, and I thought up while we trying to figure out, "how do you get to this thing called the Internet?" That was in 1994. The Pink Taxi name was the name of our cab company, founded on April 1, 1988, in So. Lake Tahoe, California & Lake Tahoe, Nevada.

And, every, now, and then, I do a Google search on one of more parts of our name, just to see what's up in new things which encompass our love of Pink, Pink Taxi, and the combinations of XCM.

And, when ever I find something, I write to the people and send them our history, and, welcome them to the world of Pink, and XCM.

By the way, XCM (Xxysis Cyber Mach) stands for Internet (at the) speed (of) X.

funny, huh?

So, on September 21, 2007, I ran a Google search on Xxysis.
I got all our stuff on the Internet as results, and under our stuff was Xomba, and other X-stuff too. That persky "X" it really drags in some stuff. I'm always looking for something with substance, not X-rated.

I, remember looking at it and thinking, XOMBA, gosh, I wonder what that is? So, I clicked on it!

And, it remains, the best click of my life.

My Mom always use to say, "some things are meant to happen."
I'm am so thankful Xomba was one of those things. Thank you to all Xomba members for helping me.

So, again Kjhack, thanks to YOU I just wrote another Xombyte--this response--inspired by you, because you wrote a reply, and I wrote you another reply. We, all, inspire each other... Thanks.
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It does matter what you believe, but, what you believe does not matter if you do not act upon your beliefs.

you can not vote on the truth
--Pope John Paul II, 1995

I can think of no better compliment than the one I just received. All I can say is you have an obvious talent for putting your thoughts to words. If I had even a small part in helping you realize it, then I'm humbled.

The internet is a strange place, sometimes. Just when I was getting a bit jaded with the experience (stumbled into a few creepy communities with some very creepy people) I happened upon this web site. It's given me a a renewed outlook on cyber space as a whole, and I'm thankful for that.

Keep writing! :)

When my dearest friend passed away on August 3, 2007, I realized all of my closest friends were dead. I, mean, really, all of them. And they were such great people.

I began to wonder what would become of me? No one to talk with on the phone, no one to laugh with, no one one to do things with, and, at 56, hard to find people who would want to be my friend. Thomas suffered such a terrible death. (lung cancer to brain cancer)

I remember one night he was in his room crying, and, I went in and sat down next to him, and put my arm around him and ask him what was wrong (He knew he was dying) and he said to me; "I love you so much, I even miss you now." "you are my best friend!" And he hugged me real tight. (He was 5'9" and weighed only 75 lbs.)

Thomas' death and his courage changed me. I don't know how many times he told me how much he loved me. And, did I acknowledge him?
NO! I use to tell him our partnership of me being his care provider and he, being so sick, was a matter of convenience.

He needed a roommate, eventually a care provider, and I needed some help in paying rent. I had known him for about 10 years, but, when I started working in kindergarten, I prohibited him from coming over to my house because of his drug use. And, do not jump to conclusions, here, because his story is much bigger than a couple of sentences.

One of my professors had told me, "get rid of your toxic people," and I had began to aim at that idea.

Was it good advice? Gosh, yea, I guess so, I couldn't have lasted nine years working on a degree, but, it's hard to explain, I lost something in my quest for the degree.

It's extremely hard for me to write this response, and, if I keep writing it I'll start crying. I miss Thomas so awfully much.

But, the point of this writing is to press the point of acknowledging those who have helped us. I acknowledge Thomas every day for the richness he gave to me,through his life, and his quest TO LIVE, and to fully focus about acknowledgement of others, without judging. Somewheres along my life's trail, judging overpowered acknowledging, and, here was a genuine person, one of the rarities in my life, who hugged me, cried because he was going to miss ME.

Because I failed to return the enormous love he gave, and acknowledge him, I have created my own purgatory.

Finding Xomba, on September 21, 2007, was a God send. Maybe Thomas, through his spirit, had a hand in it? But, all of you, here, at Xomba, including Kjhack, will keep me from sliding into the fires of hell.

I miss him so much...

It does matter what you believe, but, what you believe does not matter if you do not act upon your beliefs.

you can not vote on the truth
--Pope John Paul II, 1995

Don't sell us short....

A Boomer

Angel

I was so moved in reading your post and the comments. Bigpink I am sure that your friend knows by your actions how much you cared. My husband can tell me all day long that he longs me, but I don't necessarily believe it if he doesn't show it.

We believe (at least towards fellow human beings) by what we see. By what has been put into action.

You SHOWED him how very much you cared and he knows~~

God Bless You

Bobbi

I cringe every time a boomer jumps on the pulpit and starts pounding their own drum. Yuk! And, with all due respect, angelskates, I don't have to sell them short.

There was no shortage involved, in, fact, the Boomer Generation, harvested all that was due them, and then went on to waste the hope and assets of generations x, y, z, and, God, only knows how many more.

They have left quite the legacy. I'm sure they'll be remembered long, long, after their gone, as the Northwest passage becomes reality, the ice sheets melt, the planet continues to heat up, the energy problem worsens, just, to name a few of the fine gifts their leaving for the generations, which follow them.

In fact the Boomer's greed-powered repeat-of-history didn't sell them short, at, all. They just sold the future short.

The only good thing about Boomers and their flag waving look-at-me lifestyle, is, according to the U.S, Census Bureau, the last Boomer is estimated to kick-the-bucket in the year 2070. Let's hope there will be something left for everyone else.

Bye, Bye, Boomer American Pie, the rest of us get the pie tin, or just the crumbs.

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I really thank you for taking a moment to write to me and weigh-in on Thomas' spirit. It meant a lot to me reading your heart-felt words.

I believe in the Spirits, so, your words were warmly received.

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It does matter what you believe, but, what you believe does not matter if you do not act upon your beliefs.

you can not vote on the truth
--Pope John Paul II, 1995

He knew you loved him. Humans are a very empathic animal, I think. We can feel and sense love, even if the words aren't expressed.

Writing is very cathartic. In expressing our thoughts and regrets, we also help those around us. Thanks for sharing that, because you've sent me a very importance message that I will take to heart.