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Post by RangoA@live.com on Jun 28, 2008 22:06:15 GMT -5
 My sister had three children by the time I got the part-time job at Boley Manor. They would visit once in awhile especially my mother's grandchildren. My mother lived by her sister Irene at the time -- So we would all go out to dinner and tourist attractions with my sister and her children and my aunt and her daughter and son-in-law. Places everyone liked to go was around the Gulf of Mexico beaches of the west, central part of Florida. Their were so many really cool people in the late eighties who would have their own special type of lifestyle in these knooks and crannies. It was more tropical, more latino, and more into nature and wildlife in a way of preserving that part of Florida as much as they could. We were taught to worship and appreciate these gifts and to always cherish them. So, we spent a lot of time going to seafood restaurants and learning which types of food were plentiful and healthful to eat and which were not only close to extinction but also a 'mortal sin' to fish for them, let alone eat them. There was a time and still, is as far as I know, that nature and the environment would fight back with poisons in animals and food. We never disobeyed what we were taught because we had all known it was forbidden before we even moved here. The one thing I didn't know about was the weather patterns. I would go to these places in the middle of the rainy season for example and did almost lose my life by driving around in these tropical storms. I got lucky and so did everyone else that was ignorant enough to be out doing that. It must have been that I was in church quite a bit during the whole time praying and was friends with some of the people I just described and also the people whom were in church with my second partner and myself. My lady would go to the catholic church with me and was more open with that then she should have been with almost all of the people of diversity that we knew when we lived at Stratford Village. Alot of the people whom lived there were in one church or another, also. Our latino friends used to like to go to a parishes called Light of Christ and St. Michael's Catholic Churches. I liked St. Michael's Catholic Church and so did my lady. It was something that we all worshiped and appreciated so much. Then, I started my job at Boley Manor and got more involved with being an Activities Coordinator for their social program in the northern part of Pinellas County. We would try to help people keep busy and do fun things that were part of our growth to treat other human beings the same way as the cultures that I described were teaching and doing along the Gulf of Mexico beaches. We would even bring socially responsible people, businesses and other organizations into the picture not only in the northern part but also the southern part of Pinellas County. Janet got much better at that time and continued working at a chinese restaurant at the time in northern Clearwater. I would go to her job and have lunch with her and be supportive of her to do the best she possibly could, which would wind up with both us losing our jobs from the brainwashing we were programmed and reprogrammed into believing nonsensical ideas/goals, which the sixties generation were patting us on the backs and saying reach for the stars and you may pull down the moon at the very least. We did in those cases too and lost our jobs shortly thereafter. Both of us ended up in marriage counseling since our families thought we must have been crazy enough to do all those and so many others things, we might as well get married. At the suggestion of my sister and brother and her sister and brother -- We would meet with a minister/relational counselor in order to learn how to make our marriage last the rest of our lives like the previous generations were doing and/or had done. So, we made the ultimate commitment to each other got engaged, married and divorced like what is so much more common now than it was at that time and before, at least that's what was fed into our heads as reprogramming us to believe and to achieve. My brother always was pressuring me and almost emotionally blackmailing me into doing what I would describe as dangerous circus performances looking back on them now. That's being metaphorical, Janet would say if there was one thing she could teach me -- It was to understand the things she was doing and saying, since she was nine years older than me, and not making the same mistakes she did when she was my age by knowing then what she didn't know when she was my age. So, I put together her ideas and my brother's ideas and got government funding to learn a trade at PVTI (now called PTEC.) Once I lost my job at Boley I was thrown into taking a Data Processing Operation trade program. The first trimester, out of a total of three trimesters to finish that program completely, naturally I dropped out. My family and government financial counselor, more commonly know as Vocational Rehabilitation, persevered into getting back to learning Data Processing Operation within about three weeks of me 'whining and complaining' according to my family and the government counselor and using these put downs to manipulate me into I was using that skill for the benefit of our country. So, I went back and finished first in my class in the three trimesters I was supposed to be in and was in and some how manged to pull it off even though I missed three weeks of the first, one third of the PVTI program. The reason I was able to do it was because everyone was able to work at their own pace in the classrooms and at their own pace outside of the classrooms. Everyone in that program was given lessons and personal instructions from the teachers and had less than, equal than or more than three trimesters to finish up. I had my graduation with members of my family and my the person whom I soon married in 1988. PTEC even had graduation ceremonies which were fun and then it was time to head for the altar. We were married about a month later with these crazy ideas that we were going to become rich and famous like so many of these people that I had known or met mostly in NYC.
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My sister had three children by the time I got the part-time job at Boley Manor. They would visit once in awhile especially my mother's grandchildren. My mother lived by her sister Irene at the time -- So we would all go out to dinner and tourist attractions with my sister and her children and my aunt and her daughter and son-in-law. Places everyone liked to go was around the Gulf of Mexico beaches of the west, central part of Florida. Their were so many really cool people in the late eighties who would have their own special type of lifestyle in these knooks and crannies. It was more tropical, more latino, and more into nature and wildlife in a way of preserving that part of Florida as much as they could. We were taught to worship and appreciate these gifts and to always cherish them. So, we spent a lot of time going to seafood restaurants and learning which types of food were plentiful and healthful to eat and which were not only close to extinction but also a 'mortal sin' to fish for them, let alone eat them. There was a time and still, is as far as I know, that nature and the environment would fight back with poisons in animals and food. We never disobeyed what we were taught because we had all known it was forbidden before we even moved here. The one thing I didn't know about was the weather patterns. I would go to these places in the middle of the rainy season for example and did almost lose my life by driving around in these tropical storms. I got lucky and so did everyone else that was ignorant enough to be out doing that. It must have been that I was in church quite a bit during the whole time praying and was friends with some of the people I just described and also the people whom were in church with my second partner and myself. My lady would go to the catholic church with me and was more open with that then she should have been with almost all of the people of diversity that we knew when we lived at Stratford Village. Alot of the people whom lived there were in one church or another, also. Our latino friends used to like to go to a parishes called Light of Christ and St. Michael's Catholic Churches. I liked St. Michael's Catholic Church and so did my lady. It was something that we all worshiped and appreciated so much. Then, I started my job at Boley Manor and got more involved with being an Activities Coordinator for their social program in the northern part of Pinellas County. We would try to help people keep busy and do fun things that were part of our growth to treat other human beings the same way as the cultures that I described were teaching and doing along the Gulf of Mexico beaches. We would even bring socially responsible people, businesses and other organizations into the picture not only in the northern part but also the southern part of Pinellas County. Janet got much better at that time and continued working at a chinese restaurant at the time in northern Clearwater. I would go to her job and have lunch with her and be supportive of her to do the best she possibly could, which would wind up with both us losing our jobs from the brainwashing we were programmed and reprogrammed into believing nonsensical ideas/goals, which the sixties generation were patting us on the backs and saying reach for the stars and you may pull down the moon at the very least. We did in those cases too and lost our jobs shortly thereafter. Both of us ended up in marriage counseling since our families thought we must have been crazy enough to do all those and so many others things, we might as well get married. At the suggestion of my sister and brother and her sister and brother -- We would meet with a minister/relational counselor in order to learn how to make our marriage last the rest of our lives like the previous generations were doing and/or had done. So, we made the ultimate commitment to each other got engaged, married and divorced like what is so much more common now than it was at that time and before, at least that's what was fed into our heads as reprogramming us to believe and to achieve. My brother always was pressuring me and almost emotionally blackmailing me into doing what I would describe as dangerous circus performances looking back on them now. That's being metaphorical, Janet would say if there was one thing she could teach me -- It was to understand the things she was doing and saying, since she was nine years older than me, and not making the same mistakes she did when she was my age by knowing then what she didn't know when she was my age. So, I put together her ideas and my brother's ideas and got government funding to learn a trade at PVTI (now called PTEC.) Once I lost my job at Boley I was thrown into taking a Data Processing Operation trade program. The first trimester, out of a total of three trimesters to finish that program completely, naturally I dropped out. My family and government financial counselor, more commonly know as Vocational Rehabilitation, persevered into getting back to learning Data Processing Operation within about three weeks of me 'whining and complaining' according to my family and the government counselor and using these put downs to manipulate me into I was using that skill for the benefit of our country. So, I went back and finished first in my class in the three trimesters I was supposed to be in and was in and some how manged to pull it off even though I missed three weeks of the first, one third of the PVTI program. The reason I was able to do it was because everyone was able to work at their own pace in the classrooms and at their own pace outside of the classrooms. Everyone in that program was given lessons and personal instructions from the teachers and had less than, equal than or more than three trimesters to finish up. I had my graduation with members of my family and my the person whom I soon married in 1988. PTEC even had graduation ceremonies which were fun and then it was time to head for the altar. We were married about a month later with these crazy ideas that we were going to become rich and famous like so many of these people that I had known or met mostly in NYC.