Post by Nicole on Mar 28, 2006 12:54:10 GMT -5
Dear Tammy
I really apreciate your getting back with me. I didn't really want to have to call the family again because I felt kinda queesy about it the first time. Some of them he didn't get along with well. I am holding out okay with regards to this. I don't know if you knew he was goign to do this or not, but I did know because he told me a year ago. I told him not to do it. He gave me the "all knowing" look and then I knew he was serious. I did tell him that I loved him before he passed way and I just moved away from muskegon so I was unable to see him before I moved. I was living with an abusive husband and I was trying to get out as fast as I could. I know his reasons for doing what he did, and I was mad at first because I knew. Unfortunately I knew everything. I don't know how much you knew. I knew why and what he felt. I know things about him that others don't know. I feel bad kinda because the reasons will never get back to his family, but maybe its better that way. I don't know. I know that he just wanted to be normal and have a normal relationship. He wanted to be just like us. He just couldn't and he was mad for a long time about it. He was a good person. He gave me alot of compassion and understanding. He let me go when I needed it and I don't know if you knew this or not because maybe he didn't tell anyone this, but I named my first born son after him. He helped me pick out the middle name because it was hard for me. My son's name is Michael Thomas ****. I nearly named him Michael Nelson ****. The reason I didn't was because Mike told me that if I included the second name as "thomas" then I would be naming it after him, his father, my father, and my brother. So I named him that because Mike said that it was okay. I had a hard decision. Sometimes recently I think I should have named the child Michael Nelson like I wanted to, but I am glad that I know that I named my son after him even though others don't know. The childs father's name is Mike and I wanted it very clear that the name was after Nelson. So that is why I went to Nelson to ask him what he thought. I wanted to be with him, but he wouldn't let me so that is why I named my son after him.
We used to flip pizza's in the air at Domino's and he was the one that taught me how to toss the dough up into the air and slap it out into a pizza. He was always faster than me by 3 seconds. He was always better than me. He would have races with me on dough slapping and I nearly beat him once. One day when we worked at the store in Holland together we were both driving and I seen him in his blazer on the way back from a delivery. We were both at a light. I revved my engine to indicate I wanted to race. My car was faster than his truck. He looked over at me and the light turned green. He hit the gas and I did at the same time, he flew so fast in front and then there was a semi blocking my way so I couldn't get around him and he beat me in the parking lot and got out of his blazer about 3 seconds before me. Then as I got out of my car we both ran like hell to get inside to see who would make it first and he beat me on that also. Then he said "Aint no way you are ever going to beat me." and I laughed, but I was mad becuase I was the top driver. He was always faster than me.
Mike and I traded nametags before I left the store. I stole his.. really we didn't trade them. I stole his. Then one day a week later after he found out, he stole mine. So in his things is a nametag of mine from Domino's and in my things is his nametag. If you happen to come across it sometime I would really apreciate having them both. I don't have anything else of his that I could keep. It makes me sad.
Last night when I thought about the race I grinned from ear to ear because I would suspect that it was one of my best moments knowing him.
Sincerily
Nicole
I really apreciate your getting back with me. I didn't really want to have to call the family again because I felt kinda queesy about it the first time. Some of them he didn't get along with well. I am holding out okay with regards to this. I don't know if you knew he was goign to do this or not, but I did know because he told me a year ago. I told him not to do it. He gave me the "all knowing" look and then I knew he was serious. I did tell him that I loved him before he passed way and I just moved away from muskegon so I was unable to see him before I moved. I was living with an abusive husband and I was trying to get out as fast as I could. I know his reasons for doing what he did, and I was mad at first because I knew. Unfortunately I knew everything. I don't know how much you knew. I knew why and what he felt. I know things about him that others don't know. I feel bad kinda because the reasons will never get back to his family, but maybe its better that way. I don't know. I know that he just wanted to be normal and have a normal relationship. He wanted to be just like us. He just couldn't and he was mad for a long time about it. He was a good person. He gave me alot of compassion and understanding. He let me go when I needed it and I don't know if you knew this or not because maybe he didn't tell anyone this, but I named my first born son after him. He helped me pick out the middle name because it was hard for me. My son's name is Michael Thomas ****. I nearly named him Michael Nelson ****. The reason I didn't was because Mike told me that if I included the second name as "thomas" then I would be naming it after him, his father, my father, and my brother. So I named him that because Mike said that it was okay. I had a hard decision. Sometimes recently I think I should have named the child Michael Nelson like I wanted to, but I am glad that I know that I named my son after him even though others don't know. The childs father's name is Mike and I wanted it very clear that the name was after Nelson. So that is why I went to Nelson to ask him what he thought. I wanted to be with him, but he wouldn't let me so that is why I named my son after him.
We used to flip pizza's in the air at Domino's and he was the one that taught me how to toss the dough up into the air and slap it out into a pizza. He was always faster than me by 3 seconds. He was always better than me. He would have races with me on dough slapping and I nearly beat him once. One day when we worked at the store in Holland together we were both driving and I seen him in his blazer on the way back from a delivery. We were both at a light. I revved my engine to indicate I wanted to race. My car was faster than his truck. He looked over at me and the light turned green. He hit the gas and I did at the same time, he flew so fast in front and then there was a semi blocking my way so I couldn't get around him and he beat me in the parking lot and got out of his blazer about 3 seconds before me. Then as I got out of my car we both ran like hell to get inside to see who would make it first and he beat me on that also. Then he said "Aint no way you are ever going to beat me." and I laughed, but I was mad becuase I was the top driver. He was always faster than me.
Mike and I traded nametags before I left the store. I stole his.. really we didn't trade them. I stole his. Then one day a week later after he found out, he stole mine. So in his things is a nametag of mine from Domino's and in my things is his nametag. If you happen to come across it sometime I would really apreciate having them both. I don't have anything else of his that I could keep. It makes me sad.
Last night when I thought about the race I grinned from ear to ear because I would suspect that it was one of my best moments knowing him.
Sincerily
Nicole