I found this while rummaging around Goodwill. The writing on the back reads “Brenda and Edward and the baby 4 – 1993.” I keep it in my wallet now and pull it out from time to time thinking about where these people are now.
Found this next to a gas pump a few days after Christmas. Did he lose the list before he finished his shopping? Did he remember those nose pills and the lip stuff? The note is written on a Post-It that says “Betapace AF” on it. That’s a drug to treat heart arrhythmias.
I was coming back home from school, and it was just laying there on the ground. I will look for them on campus, but I probably will not find them. People that happy do not stay long anywhere. They spread themselves thin and leave a piece of themselves in each one of us. This is my (our) piece.
My friend Matt found this on a bulletin board just inside a Kroger store here in Parkersburg in late February 2003. There’s just so much to work with here… the bizarre phrasing, the seemingly pointless underlining, the sad desperation… Just who is this “daughter?” An actual relative? A former lover? A stalking victim? Funny thing is, there were no Hooters in the area in ’98. One opened a year or two ago, but has since closed, and it wasn’t near any Mary Street. Go figure. We were all on the lookout for the “primered 77 Olds Cutlass S FTop 2 Dr car,” but no one ever saw it that I know of. That’s probably for the best. Actually seeing the person who wrote this would only ruin the legendary figure that many of us had pictured in our minds.