Post by RangoA@live.com on Jul 15, 2008 6:05:45 GMT -5
;D 
I was convinced by my supervisor and mentor to step down from the Wall Street Journal job in January of 1994. I didn't want to leave the job because it was a cushy job where the people whom I worked with were very supportive and sympathetic toward me. They even became my friends for a couple of years after leaving that job, behind. There was one lady, Cristina who was from Portugal, that seemed to want to date me, however I was already with Eleanora when I worked with her and Maxine after I left. Take into account, the STD epidemic was in massively crisis proportions in NYC and New York State, in general. I couldn't take the chance, like I had many years ago, to not be in a monogamous relationship where both of us knew our STD status and Eleanora and Maxine and I did know that and were faithful to each other while we were together. It's not like we didn't want to fool around with all the beautiful people in NY, NY it was just that everyone was fearful of what the consequences would be if we made a mistake, which we (in particular) were learning it was much easier to become infected than was previously known and reported to the general public. The primary reason we found that out was because it was so tragic what happened to my brother for us, we had to find out as much as possible to see if we were already infected and didn't know it or how exactly to avoid that from not happening to us, too. Luckily, all three of us weren't infected and I remember saying to Maxine, I wouldn't wish my worst enemy in the world to become infected with HIV/AIDS, she agreed with me, wholeheartedly. She helped take of my brother and visited him in the hospital and saw for herself the complete and total destruction of his immune system and the torturous death that he suffered. If you think that was traumatic for her, anyone who is decent could imagine how I felt about it at that time. So, I took about six months off from work and continued to take care of my mother whom was, using an analogy, a plane ready to crash and burn with me standing beside her ready for the end, too. I did my best to be as good to her as I could. I tried to pull her out of the grief, sorrow, suffering and as much as I could bring her back into the living people and not the people whom had crossed over to the other side where people go after they pass away. We swayed back and forth between these realms, then she said if that's what you're trying to get me to do -- Finish up your degree at BMCC and go back to work like your brother and I wanted you to do. So, I got that job, I mentioned before, at Scudder, Steven and Clark and worked there from June 1994 trough June 1995. Coincidently, I got I disagreeociate in Liberal Arts from BMCC in June, 1995. June has some significance in my life, which I believe has to do with the curse on my family and was virally passed onto Maxine, too. I fell in love with her on a much deeper, more sincere and very serious devotion to her as the lady I was in love with the most in my entire life. She still is and it will be almost impossible for that to change for me, I fantasize that she is/will be the girl of my dreams, daily. I have never met a lady who is so loyal, strong, beautiful, caring, appreciative and the most valuable gift from the Holy Trinity that I ever received that wasn't a direct member of my family. So, she and i worked together at Scudder and we helped each other out to do the best we could for the company. The employees there liked us and coyly admired both of us struggling with our own problems but putting them on the back burner while we worked so hard to achieve the objectives and goals of the company. Human Resources was ready to hire us both full-time, yet again our mentors from the non-profit organization called Fountain House said we would be taking the jobs away from someone else that needs them and it had other jobs for us to do. They were proud of us both, too. [/color]
I was convinced by my supervisor and mentor to step down from the Wall Street Journal job in January of 1994. I didn't want to leave the job because it was a cushy job where the people whom I worked with were very supportive and sympathetic toward me. They even became my friends for a couple of years after leaving that job, behind. There was one lady, Cristina who was from Portugal, that seemed to want to date me, however I was already with Eleanora when I worked with her and Maxine after I left. Take into account, the STD epidemic was in massively crisis proportions in NYC and New York State, in general. I couldn't take the chance, like I had many years ago, to not be in a monogamous relationship where both of us knew our STD status and Eleanora and Maxine and I did know that and were faithful to each other while we were together. It's not like we didn't want to fool around with all the beautiful people in NY, NY it was just that everyone was fearful of what the consequences would be if we made a mistake, which we (in particular) were learning it was much easier to become infected than was previously known and reported to the general public. The primary reason we found that out was because it was so tragic what happened to my brother for us, we had to find out as much as possible to see if we were already infected and didn't know it or how exactly to avoid that from not happening to us, too. Luckily, all three of us weren't infected and I remember saying to Maxine, I wouldn't wish my worst enemy in the world to become infected with HIV/AIDS, she agreed with me, wholeheartedly. She helped take of my brother and visited him in the hospital and saw for herself the complete and total destruction of his immune system and the torturous death that he suffered. If you think that was traumatic for her, anyone who is decent could imagine how I felt about it at that time. So, I took about six months off from work and continued to take care of my mother whom was, using an analogy, a plane ready to crash and burn with me standing beside her ready for the end, too. I did my best to be as good to her as I could. I tried to pull her out of the grief, sorrow, suffering and as much as I could bring her back into the living people and not the people whom had crossed over to the other side where people go after they pass away. We swayed back and forth between these realms, then she said if that's what you're trying to get me to do -- Finish up your degree at BMCC and go back to work like your brother and I wanted you to do. So, I got that job, I mentioned before, at Scudder, Steven and Clark and worked there from June 1994 trough June 1995. Coincidently, I got I disagreeociate in Liberal Arts from BMCC in June, 1995. June has some significance in my life, which I believe has to do with the curse on my family and was virally passed onto Maxine, too. I fell in love with her on a much deeper, more sincere and very serious devotion to her as the lady I was in love with the most in my entire life. She still is and it will be almost impossible for that to change for me, I fantasize that she is/will be the girl of my dreams, daily. I have never met a lady who is so loyal, strong, beautiful, caring, appreciative and the most valuable gift from the Holy Trinity that I ever received that wasn't a direct member of my family. So, she and i worked together at Scudder and we helped each other out to do the best we could for the company. The employees there liked us and coyly admired both of us struggling with our own problems but putting them on the back burner while we worked so hard to achieve the objectives and goals of the company. Human Resources was ready to hire us both full-time, yet again our mentors from the non-profit organization called Fountain House said we would be taking the jobs away from someone else that needs them and it had other jobs for us to do. They were proud of us both, too. [/color]