From: [email protected] (Michael Raymond Feely)
Subject: Nurse Jones: The List, final column?
Date: 13 Mar 92 09:59:24 GMT
[ The most remarkable object arrived into my life today. It looked,
pretty much, like this but without the quotes.]
"Michael,
"Since you welcomed me to asb, it is only right that you be the one to
put me to rest
"I lost my account, and I don't think I'll be able to get another.
"So they finally got Nurse Jones.
"Anita can pass messages to me if they're posted on ASB
"It was exactly a year ago - almost to the day - that I came down here
to be with Jay and started living/writing The List. I want everyone on
ASB to know that my life started to open up on that day, and it has
been opening up ever since. And you have all all all helped me. I
would never have had the courage to keep going through The List if I
hadn't been able to lurk on ASB during that month. I would never have
gone to the Valdosta party or met Anita if I hadn't gotten strength
from the ASB crowd.
"All the positive feedback from people who liked what I wrote taught
me to love writing. If you ever see anything on the dirty book shelf
by one Margaret Jones, you'll be able to tell if it's me from the
dedication.
"I'm going to miss my mailbox. And my Turing Diary. Carole, averti,
Elf, ctan, Aviator, Wyzyrd. Oh God, STella. How could I forget STella.
Lothie, Suki, Nightfly, Baku, ytf, Kayvan, Stephie, Roo, Gweeb, an'
Ol' Sarge. The Shining Armor Brigade
"And all the rest. Hugs to all.
"Nurse Jones
"Net.Queen
"PS. Post this as my farewell post if you want. Feel free to edit.
I'll try to get another account somehow, but the prognosis is not
good."
It seems only right that I do, indeed, post this - it was written much
as you see, for an audience of considerably more than one. A few
pieces of the original were deleted, as they were personal to me, or
were specifically personal for other individuals - those I shall be
forwarding tomorrow.
It seems likely that the immediate response to this will be a flurry
of offers of accounts, net, mail and news access. If you're willing to
make the offer, I suggest doing so via net - I cannot possibly reach
NJ, and mailing the data to me "for forwarding" will not serve anyone.
This last communication came with her usual flair, and in total
anonymity.
Wether someone with a desire to avoid being outed as strong as hers
will be willing to accept such an offer or not, I don't know. "Can't
hurt to try" seems to be the applicable maxim.
Humph. I'm getting all teary-eyed, sentimental slop that I am.
Wouldn't be the first time, would it? *wry grin* It's like having a
good friend move away. Or losing a loved relative.
And I'm not happy.
Too bad I don't have administrative privlidges around here - I'd be
tempted to make an offer myself. (What's one more andrew account,
after all?)
"So, our revels now are ended," to quote the Bard.
At least, ended for now. I'm not a big believer in goodbyes. And it's
a big world, full of options.
So, it isn't goodbye, sayeth I. Just "Until we meet again."
And until that time, a long hug, and a warm kiss, and my love to
someone who has given me so many wonderful gifts.
Michael, who is going to sign off before he starts outright crying.
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Michael - rational romantic mystic cynical idealist Flynn - "Two
strokes, and I'm done." Ian - "Well, that's a common male problem, but
it's treatable." CMU did make me this way, but they'll never admit it.
Michael Feely, PO Box 4602, 5115 Margaret Morrison, Pittsburgh, PA
15213 * [email protected] ** Anonymous mail -
[email protected] *
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