tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post116239181703842100..comments2023-11-05T06:25:31.665-05:00Comments on Passion of the Dale: Strangers With ChipsDalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-22294804261605765492019-12-31T03:33:38.554-05:002019-12-31T03:33:38.554-05:00Did you check my new article cervical radiculopat...Did you check my new article <a href="https://healtheals.com/dr-karl-jawhari-what-can-help-your-chronic-back-pain/" rel="nofollow">cervical radiculopathy</a> : I desire you may adore it :)<br />Lilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15473174070943861361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-89094983267942853052007-07-27T23:55:00.000-04:002007-07-27T23:55:00.000-04:00It was a perplexing and strange thing for sure Bel...It was a perplexing and strange thing for sure Bella and I've never had much more of an explanation than I've written about here. Don't worry, after I got quiet for a few years, I got plenty mouthy! I could expand this story with a fair bit more detail but it was difficult enough to write in even this form. Thanks for your kind words.Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-63340227996256810612007-07-27T21:01:00.000-04:002007-07-27T21:01:00.000-04:00Oh, my god, Dale, I can't believe that I never kne...Oh, my god, Dale, I can't believe that I never knew this about you, and that it actually happened.<BR/><BR/>Utterly, utterly heartbreaking. I just cry for the little boy that you were with all of this pain and quietness. <BR/><BR/>I second the person who says no wonder you are so sweet as a grown man. Well, sweet and wickedly glib. Jesus.<BR/><BR/>This part especially kills me: <I>I got quiet and stayed that way for about the next 7 or 8 years.</I><BR/><BR/>And to think that they sent you off, brought you home, and then sent you off again?! <BR/><BR/>And then took you to a priest to find out what was wrong with you? Um, how about you were yo-yo'd in and out of your family with no explanation? Unfathomable.Elizabeth McQuernhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17758117792901579774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162659448085408842006-11-04T11:57:00.000-05:002006-11-04T11:57:00.000-05:00Hi Susan, I'll just consider the other one your mi...Hi Susan, I'll just consider the other one your middle name.<BR/><BR/>You may be right on your first point there X. Dell. The city I grew up in was about 10,000 people but the town I moved to had about 2000 people. When I got the chance I headed for the bright lights and haven't looked back. Well, okay, I kind of moved to the burbs but I still love, need and use the big city nearby.Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162540346110174602006-11-03T02:52:00.000-05:002006-11-03T02:52:00.000-05:00It seems like that time was a painful one for ever...It seems like that time was a painful one for everyone in your family, and still is. Your mom seems to deal with it the only way she can, and your siblings keep throwing dirt over it.<BR/><BR/>What I find truly amazing, however, is that you beat the croup, you servived the exile, and your family is still together. A lot of people wouldn't be able to handle that.<BR/><BR/>One thing that strikes me, that I hadn't noticed before: the isolation of that particular community. I kinda thing of you as an urbanite.X. Dellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17561609651507566271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162507395086069552006-11-02T17:43:00.000-05:002006-11-02T17:43:00.000-05:00My folks are nice enough Johnny Yen but they clear...My folks are nice enough Johnny Yen but they clearly were not thinking a lot at the time. Go ahead and complain!<BR/><BR/>Hmm, I guess I do have a bit of a trust issue Tenacious S. Once someone really lets me down, it's a tough crawl back to sure footing.<BR/><BR/>I love you right back my wise and Anonymous friend but I know your cold iron heart ain't so cold at all really. I know just what you mean too, it's always there but it's not the only thing that is. Thanks for your words.<BR/><BR/>It really truly is Mr. Miller.Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162493624746153752006-11-02T13:53:00.000-05:002006-11-02T13:53:00.000-05:00That's really something.That's really something.Moderatorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02318879290010704973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162486409547944372006-11-02T11:53:00.000-05:002006-11-02T11:53:00.000-05:00Although I also already knew this story, it still ...Although I also already knew this story, it still breaks my cold iron heart. As someone who also had to deal with some scarring family issues (of a different type!) I have had to learn that even though the years have brought some measure of peace, there is always a part of me that will never get over it. With time and different experiences, though, those terrible times no longer make up the majority of my perception of my life's fabric.<BR/><BR/>You are you no matter what happened, and even if it made you stronger or whatever, it still would have been better had it not happened. <BR/><BR/>I will always love you. A.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162484046302132952006-11-02T11:14:00.000-05:002006-11-02T11:14:00.000-05:00Dale,And you wonder why you are so glib? I think t...Dale,<BR/>And you wonder why you are so glib? I think that is a testament to your character. You could have been so much worse than glib. Besides, glib is usually funny. Do you have trust issues? I sure would. Honestly, I'm so sorry this happened to you. Children endure all kinds of pain at the hands of their very own parents. It ought to be a crime.Tenacious Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15133857720793708520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162483860290324772006-11-02T11:11:00.000-05:002006-11-02T11:11:00.000-05:00Okay, I will never, ever complain about my parents...Okay, I will never, ever complain about my parents again.Johnny Yenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06561248220244037567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162465904934985632006-11-02T06:11:00.000-05:002006-11-02T06:11:00.000-05:00It's good of you to take the high road Bluez. My m...It's good of you to take the high road Bluez. My mom's cheek thanks you.<BR/><BR/>Haha, I love that Coolcat. And now I'm hungry. <BR/><BR/>Thanks Reese, and yes I am. I never know how to finish them off so rather than go ...and then when I was 7, I go haha.<BR/><BR/>And I got you to use 3 !!! just like that Geeti Das. And every time you comment I get to say Geeti Das which I like saying. Thanks for the nice punctuation. :-)<BR/><BR/>Thanks Lee. I mentioned it in my 5 things post as a way of forcing myself to write something about that time. I at least threw a few bare bones at it and appreciate your warm hugs.<BR/><BR/>I was definitely mad for a long time Blog Portland, probably because curling into the fetal position over Doritos can be so embarrassing and I'm all about appearances. My current awful chip obsession is for Lay's Smoky Bacon. <BR/><BR/>Hello long named person. That's such an awful thing to process. There's definitely a lot of evil in the world but I agree that how you let things ultimately affect you is a matter of choice.Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162450074393332662006-11-02T01:47:00.000-05:002006-11-02T01:47:00.000-05:00Fuck all that. I think you have every right to be...Fuck all that. I think you have every right to be mad. Nonetheless, the way you've dealt with it and handled yourself says a lot (of good things) about you. You're lucky you don't curl up in the fetal position every time someone offers you a Dorito.Jayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17467981552527010347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162444756711568472006-11-02T00:19:00.000-05:002006-11-02T00:19:00.000-05:00Im glad you posted this story Dale. I've been won...Im glad you posted this story Dale. I've been wondering about it ever since you briefly mentioned it a while back. <BR/><BR/>I think not only do our experiences shape us, but show the world what we are made of. You are made of some pretty great stuff Daleio *HUGS*mellowleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00437651975076735207noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162442775885413082006-11-01T23:46:00.000-05:002006-11-01T23:46:00.000-05:00! ! !Wow. I don't really know what to say... But...! ! !<BR/><BR/>Wow. I don't really know what to say... But, to take something like that, and do what you do with it... well, wow. Dealing with it must be hard enough, but to do it so beautifully, with such warmth and humour. Damn.<BR/><BR/>"Every time Mom took a pill, sis got a candy and I got more jealous." Gut-wrenching. Stunning. <BR/><BR/>Damn you, Dale, for making me get sappy.Maiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18384330252622306993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162442574939264092006-11-01T23:42:00.000-05:002006-11-01T23:42:00.000-05:00Daley, you're sooo New Brunswick.Very nicely writt...Daley, you're sooo New Brunswick.<BR/><BR/>Very nicely written. I like the way you always end your stories with a little joke ;-)Reesehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15014421156959693560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162440075990791092006-11-01T23:01:00.000-05:002006-11-01T23:01:00.000-05:00Hmmm, after your reply to Tanya and since I am cou...Hmmm, after your reply to Tanya and since I am court ordered not to call you I guess it's a good thing my original comment wasn't "All that <I>and</I> a bag of chips"justacoolcathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13810655507426297986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162438213758871382006-11-01T22:30:00.000-05:002006-11-01T22:30:00.000-05:00I dunno what happened to my post but I promise not...I dunno what happened to my post but I promise not to slap your Mom. Still this post made me cry anyway.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162437813901455302006-11-01T22:23:00.000-05:002006-11-01T22:23:00.000-05:00Hi KLee, very nice words and the post on your blog...Hi KLee, very nice words and the post on your blog about dear old Mom was quite something too. I can laugh now of course but at the time, it was a whole lotta no fun!<BR/><BR/>Thanks Wonderturtle. I appreciate that.Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162435502600039702006-11-01T21:45:00.000-05:002006-11-01T21:45:00.000-05:00Damn.You have a lot to say, and you know how to sa...Damn.<BR/><BR/>You have a lot to say, and you know how to say it. That's rare, man.wonderturtlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00075465519565901903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162435494480612542006-11-01T21:44:00.000-05:002006-11-01T21:44:00.000-05:00Dale, the fact that you lived through such a terri...Dale, the fact that you lived through such a terrible experience is a testament to your inner strength. Of course, I think you also showed admirable restraint at not smacking your mother soundly about the head and neck for her callous comment. The fact that you have to have a license to fish, but just anyone can pop out a kid or three never ceases to amaze me.<BR/><BR/>No wonder you got in the car -- I would've gone with them merely to escape all the siblings!<BR/><BR/>Seriously, though...I'm glad that you made it through such a scarring and emotionally damaging period in your life. I know it's not funny, and I know it's not something that you look back on fondly, but you tell the story with humor enough that we all can appreciate.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162435401290119082006-11-01T21:43:00.000-05:002006-11-01T21:43:00.000-05:00Chelene, you know I wouldn't diss her publicly bec...Chelene, you know I wouldn't diss her publicly because then how would I get my secret wish to come true? There I am on Oprah's couch when she leans in and says: Now Dale, I read what you wrote but let me <I>aks</I> you this... <BR/><BR/>I'm just strong enough Jin. Thanks for the cyberbrackets!<BR/><BR/>But Holly, what happens a few weeks in? Do I just let the chips fall where they may? :-)Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162430146562154612006-11-01T20:15:00.000-05:002006-11-01T20:15:00.000-05:00Dale, sweetie, you are a better son than your moth...Dale, sweetie, you are a better son than your mother deserves.<BR/><BR/>I wish I could buy you a nice big bag of chips every day for the next couple of weeks.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162429615676992682006-11-01T20:06:00.000-05:002006-11-01T20:06:00.000-05:00Awww...Dale.Am sorry. :-(Some people really should...Awww...Dale.<BR/>Am sorry. :-(<BR/>Some people really shouldn't have kids...<BR/>...course if they hadn't there wouldn't be a<BR/>"Passion of the Dale" blog. ;-)<BR/>So, glad for that, but sorry about having to go through all that shit.<BR/><BR/>They say, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."<BR/><BR/>{{{{{Cyber Hugs}}}}}jinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03272996941412810621noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162429415172184202006-11-01T20:03:00.000-05:002006-11-01T20:03:00.000-05:00Dale, when Oprah wants to make you a Book Club sel...Dale, when Oprah wants to make you a Book Club selection, don't dis her like Jonathan Franzen did, okay? The best revenge is a million dollar advance and a book tour.<BR/><BR/>Wonderful post, sugar.chelenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14812441185735815443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1162428821499899682006-11-01T19:53:00.000-05:002006-11-01T19:53:00.000-05:00Hey Monkey, I couldn't figure out if that line wor...Hey Monkey, I couldn't figure out if that line worked or not but hearing that you teared up and giggled makes me feel like maybe it did. We were a good dumb Catholic family is all the explanation I think is required though. <BR/><BR/>Blair's braver than I am for writing all that pap Katie. Thanks though.Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.com