memories: living in Denver in the ’70’s, waking up @ 4:30am to Toby’s coughing as he would wake up and light his first lucky strike cigarette of the day… going out to warm up his ’69 440 hemi dodge charger that would viberate our home (& those around us), reach under his seat & take his first shot of “Jim beam” to start his day… what a life!!!
Dripping water in my ear while ?? his best porter wagoner to wake my young ass up… life is memories and Toby & my mom left me plenty from party, drunken to sober ‘AA’ party… I found out I had family ‘ Pat,Tracy & Thad ‘ from his Leadville Colorado mine days… he escaped the mines by joining the U.S.Navy to serve with P2’s chasing the Americans enemies…
I would later follow him & join the U.S.Navy to serve with a P3 squadron to chase Americans enemies…
My past life ‘ Debbie,Christopher & Adam’ and I enjoyed a beautiful relationship with a sober Toby… when I moved on Toby stayed involved with my past life & my new life…
Mommy Turner, Sheree & I would follow him & his band who played at senior homes & south by southwest at Austin.. Cool beans… he enjoyed his life & helped me to enjoy my life…
I am so glad that my mother found Toby, who taught me and my family a different way to view the world… quote any AA thought at this time, that was mom & dad… God grant me the …