tazgore's Journal

I've been off line now for a while. I get my service through bellsouth, and they said that the hurricans have put them two weeks behind on resorting service. I got my phone back a few days ago, but the internet wont work until the 27th.

Right now i am out of town (again) and i can use the internet at the hotel. I'll get home on Sun. the internet should work by then.

Ive been traviling a lot lately. right now in Phoenix next week i'll be in San Francisco, a week after that i'll be in Chicago. Its too much right now. I just want to be home. A friend told me of a job opening at a local University that i am more than qualified for. The pay is lower than what i would like, but i'll get to stay home and have weekends off. To ofset the bad pay i've already booked myself with all of the weekend home games for the Hornets basketball games. I really do hope i get this job, so i can stay home and be with my family.

Our evacuation route for the hurrican takes a lot of small country highways to avoid the heavy traffic. It also just happens to pass fairly close to the place where i was abused. As we crossed the cross roads where we went north, but the East would have brought me to that place. As we traveled north to our destination my mind traveled East. I have not been there for 34 years. There was a pastor who lived on that street. Rev. Hightower. He had 3 kids who were around my brother and i's age. We shared this one mini bike between us and rode all over. I dont remember the names of those kids (adults now). I wonder if any of them still live there. I dont excatly remember property lines, but i think the abuse actually happend on their property. they had nothing to do with it, nor never even new that it had happend. If they still lived there and remember me... I wonder if i could actually go back and see the place where it happend. I dont know why i want to, but i kind of do.