Won't you smile for me my Texas Angel... Pammy Pammy was the girl that everyone wanted to be, wanted to date, or wanted to be friends with. She was beautiful, SMART, funny, and such a vibrant person. She and my best friend from High School Jamie, moved in together a few years ago. They had a duplex in Baytown, Pammy had a great job at exxon at the time. A mutual friend of ours said about a week ago she was working at a bar in Dayton. Yesterday I heard she wasn't doing well. I texted Jamie today to ask how she was. She called my back and told me that her body just couldn't fight anymore and that she passed away yesterday.
Last monday morning during second period I was told by the girls that one of our former students had gotten in a bad wreck that morning and didn't make it. He was the older brother of one of my current favorite students. A boy that I got stuck with a few months ago because none of the other teachers could deal with him. I love him to death. He hangs out with John Long and Peanut and their "deerlease" is right next door to John's. He's a country boy through and through. One of those who wears boots that are bigger than he is. I don't know how you deal with losing a sibling. I watched our student body all week, devestated, sad, and litterally lifeless. The funeral totalled over 700 people. I didn't know what to do for them so I sat and listened. Listened to their tears, listened to their funny stories, all their memories of their precious friend whom they loved so dearly. In a community like ours where everyone is related or friends, or neighbors such a loss if felt deeply.
I'm tired, and I'm sad, and I'm alone. I'm ready to start over with a brand new week tomorrow.
