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There is only one person I keep in touch with that still lives in my hometown. His name, no shit, is Robert E. Lee, and he is probably the coolest dude I have had the pleasure to know. He is an absolute rolodex of musical knowledge, and very dry and sarcastic, which is one of the reasons I think he and I have been friends since about 6th grade. He married a really cool girl about 8 years ago, and they have a brilliant two year old son. I think it was back around last October that Robert called me to let me know that his brother had committed suicide in his parent's home, which really shook the family up. At the time, Robert's father was in remission from cancer, but after Jeff died he really went downhill. The cancer came back very aggressively about 2 months ago, and he passed away Saturday.
Robert's dad, Dr. Lee, was a fucking riot. Cussed like a sailor, drank Michelob beer, drove a convertible 442, and loved to listen to the Chi-Lites. Totally opposite of Robert's mom Shirley, who he had been married to for 47 years. I can't even imagine what she is going through, losing a son and her husband in a 6 month span.
Robert called my mom when his dad passed, and told her to call me and let me know. He knew I would be at work when it all happened. So I talked to her Saturday night and then my phone literally died. Dead. No more phone for Shannen. I got a fat online deal for a new phone, but it will not be here til tomorrow, and I feel like shit because I can't get in touch with Robert and see how he is doing. My mom was going to go to the visitation for Dr. Lee tonight, but I got an email from her earlier and she has food poisoning and now can't go. So I can't call my sick mom or my friend. I feel so helpless and out of touch without a phone, it is kind of disturbing.
Luckily I emailed my best friend Kathy, who is kinda close to Robert too, and she got on the ball and ordered a nice plant to be delivered to the funeral tomorrow. I hope it turns out nice, and Robert will know that I am thinking about him and his family. This sucks. I have a sneaky feeling I will have to go through this with my dad soon, and I am not looking forward to that.
In happier news, I am going to see Loretta Lynn in June, and I don't want to hear any shit about it
Robert's dad, Dr. Lee, was a fucking riot. Cussed like a sailor, drank Michelob beer, drove a convertible 442, and loved to listen to the Chi-Lites. Totally opposite of Robert's mom Shirley, who he had been married to for 47 years. I can't even imagine what she is going through, losing a son and her husband in a 6 month span.
Robert called my mom when his dad passed, and told her to call me and let me know. He knew I would be at work when it all happened. So I talked to her Saturday night and then my phone literally died. Dead. No more phone for Shannen. I got a fat online deal for a new phone, but it will not be here til tomorrow, and I feel like shit because I can't get in touch with Robert and see how he is doing. My mom was going to go to the visitation for Dr. Lee tonight, but I got an email from her earlier and she has food poisoning and now can't go. So I can't call my sick mom or my friend. I feel so helpless and out of touch without a phone, it is kind of disturbing.
Luckily I emailed my best friend Kathy, who is kinda close to Robert too, and she got on the ball and ordered a nice plant to be delivered to the funeral tomorrow. I hope it turns out nice, and Robert will know that I am thinking about him and his family. This sucks. I have a sneaky feeling I will have to go through this with my dad soon, and I am not looking forward to that.
In happier news, I am going to see Loretta Lynn in June, and I don't want to hear any shit about it
