Christmas 2016 Joy to the world

This promises to be a memorable event for one reason or another.  I am only a little miffed my brother un-asked me to Thanksgiving.  That was so Bobish I had expected it.  So for Thanksgiving 2016, I had a piece of dry toast with peanut butter and expressed to God how thankful I was for all I had to be grateful for.

For the Christ’s Birthday I have little to look forward to other than the sun rise of another day in paradise for which I am truly grateful.

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Dad died

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Vincent Ramo passed away June 11, 2016 at home with family.  For several weeks Vincent’s health had been draining away.  He was under treatment for Heart by VA.  They diddled and twiddled and pumped strange drugs in copious quantities that finished the old trooper off finally.

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It was early evening, a massive tornado bearing thunder storm was off to the east creating a beautiful sky show with massive purple and orange cloud anvil gushing up with lightning in the center.  I went in to get Vincent that he may also be amazed with this wrath of nature sight.  He was sleeping at his computer.  I roused him, Vincent was moving around and getting out of his chair.  I went back outside to take in this sight.  Fredine came out a few moments later waving her cane and exclaimed that Dad was on the floor.

I ran back in and Vincent was out on the floor in front of his desk unresponsive.  I rolled him over, he had cracked his head on the way down.  It was not bleeding.  I administered CPR for 10 minutes until the paramedics arrived to relieve me. Dad’s hand was cold and made one last quiver.  Vincent was surely gone.  The paramedics pulled out the paddles but their machine did not find a reason to fire a jolt.  Vincent was dead and I saw him no more.

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The other events.

My Sister Beverly passed from what is to what was on July 23, 2011.  She was 62 and a life of fun on the run had caught up with her.  She passed away setting on her couch making notes on her cell phone for a shopping trip.  I can almost imagine she jumped up and ran out to her new Lincoln Continental and realized she forgot the flesh.

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Beverly had retired as a Vietnam era Army nurse. Lived life to the fullest, and left without a whimper. She had eight husbands that I remember. Asked for nothing and left nothing.

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If she had any regrets, I can imagine it is that she is forever associated with B.O. If there was any person she hated, she mentioned several times Obama.

Goodbye Beverly, you are missed.  See you again on the other side.

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Time flies!

I can’t believe it has been five years. It is surely Christmas time 2016. The last five years have flown by. With few exceptions it has been like living in hell.

One truly amazing event I look back on fondly. Winter 2014, playing the prize games on Marlboro I had a popup say you have been chosen to win. I was like “what the fuck is that”. However, it did not go away and on clicking it to get back to trying to win some crappy bottle opener, a page opened declaring I was awarded an expense paid trip to the Marlboro Ranch. I could not have been more stunned if I had been pole axed.

Poverty, depression, dwindling finances, declining health. And a vacation out of the depths of my living hell. The trip was set to be late July which I figured would be more of a living hell. And I really did not believe it until I received a check for pocket money and boarding pass. So, I went to wallyworld and picked up some new clothes, cut off the cave man look, and with a new casual wardrobe flew off to Montana for three days of adventure fun.
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Then back again. Where it has been the same old shit.

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Just getting caught up

RWRAMO-48th. Brithday_0005What can I say, winter sucked big time.  It was cold and my bones ached.  Now Memorial day and it is safe to say spring has sprung.  Memorial day Is the traditional kick off for summer picnic fun in the sun.

May 28, 2011 Dad’s 80th Birthday.  I thought I would shave off the caveman look.  Beverly had hosted a birthday party at a little Mexican joint over in Bethany off of 23rd street called Mi Pueblo.  I had eaten there before back in February on a cold rainy evening.  It was good then, and good again today.  Which is a good thing, I was hungry enough to eat the north end of a south bound mule.

This last week has been filled with Tornado tragedy.  The usual death, destruction, mayhem.  I dodged the bullet, everyone I know dodged the bullet too so no story there to relay on fortunately.

binLadencopyNational importance news from a couple of weeks ago, That poultry plucker Bin Laden was reported killed in a special operation navy seal raid on his hideout.  So, it is reported they shot him in the eye and dumped his goofy ass in the sea as fish food.  Maybe yes, maybe no.  I guess the convenience is they can squeeze him like a grapefruit and then dump his skanky ass in a dog food plant.  Then there was one of his wives that caught a slug and has not been heard from since.  And they are still looking for yet another of his worthless boys to end his air wasting antics as well.  And the interesting part of that prefab story?  The Navy and Walt Disney are suing each other over copy write infringements after Disney ran down and filed a copy write trademark on Seal team 6.  Good old Mickey Mouse, isn’t that Goofy.

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March 2011 in like a Lion

This has been a forgettable February and remarkably memorable March.

My Birthday parallel to the folks anniversary as always, has been and gone.  Congratulations on your 57th anniversary.  For my part good riddance to another birthday.  The annual event was held at what in my opinion is the least likely to be visited again of restaurants “Johnnie Carino’s“.  Almost every time I go in, I am nearly suffocated with a chemical attack by some excruciatingly overpriced cheap cosmetics that almost shut down my respiration.  Thank the French for the the discovery of artificial ambergris.

And along marched in March.  It was heralded with a severe dose of Flu.  The musical pertussis of lungs sounding like bubbly bagpipes accompanied by purple faced whooping.

March 1, Uncle Charlie (Charles Harrison Carleton) passed onto the sands of time after an extended Alzheimer induced disintegration.

Charles Harrison Carleton Charles H. Carleton, Jr. died March 1, 2011, in Oklahoma City. He was born September 24, 1922 in Oklahoma City, the eldest son of Charles H. Carleton, Sr. and Ida Estelle (McCord) Carleton. A major portion of his 88 years were lived in this city. At 20, Charles was inducted December 2, 1944 into the U.S. Army for World War II, with Basic Training at Fort Sill, OK and then to honorably and valiantly served under General George Patton’s 3rd Army, the 689th Field Artillery, Battery A. He experienced heavy action in Northern France, the Ardennes (The Battle of the Bulge), Rhineland and Central Europe, and earned the Good Conduct Medal, American Campaign Medal, European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Medal with four bronze stars; World War II Victory Medal, an Honorable Service Lapel Button WWII, and a Marksman Badge with Rifle Bar. Among other official duties after the war ended, he played baseball on the Army’s team until being separated from service in December 1945. Soon after discharge from the Army, he played softball in an Oklahoma City businessmen’s league. While working temporarily at Tinker AF Base, he met his life’s mate, Marquita when they both worked there. On July 28, 1946, the two had a double wedding with Marquita’s sister, Mercedes and her husband, Albert L. Wheeler, Jr.. Both couples have been married for 64 years. Charlie always loved sports and coached the Northeast Little League Baseball League, and church leagues, with his son, Skip, as a player, boasting many trophies and championship wins. His most avid interest, however, occurred on the golf links. He played at the Tinker Golf Course, making trips over the state and southwest with groups, playing many courses. Locally, Hefner Golf Course was his “home away from home” where for many years he was starter and Marshall. He earned membership in the “Hole-in-One Club.” Everyone liked Charlie, with his affable, soft –spoken demeanor and quick wit, resulting in scores of friends. His greatest affection was directed toward his family of whom he was very proud. They enjoyed 18 years at their vacation cabin at Lake Eufaula, picnicking, skiing, fishing, playing golf and good fun. Holidays celebrated with family were some of his greatest joys and taking granddaughters to the State Fairs. Charlie always attended all grandchildren’s functions including football, baseball, softball, basketball, plays, musicals, recitals and granduations. His memberships included the American Legion, Charter Member of the National WWII Museum, Northeast Optimist, Republican National Committee, Tinker Golf Club, National Rifle Association, Silver Spur Square Dance Club, Oklahoma Retired Citizens’ Travel Club, U.S. Golf Association, Northside Bible Church for many years and most recently, Quail Springs Baptist Church. Predeceasing him were his parents and brother Marvin and his wife, Ruth, and a sister-in-law, Norma. Charles is survived by his beloved family: wife, Marquita Jeanne (Ball) Carleton; son Charles H. “Skip” Carleton, III and wife, Ulrike “Rike,” daughter: Denise L. Lovelace and husband, Mark; four grandchildren: Travis and his wife Candis Lovelace, and Michael Lovelace; Stephanie Carleton-Grim and Matt; Christine and Mason Hopkins. Charles was also blessed with six great grandchildren: Gabriel, Nathan and Elise Grim, Annie and Samuel Hopkins, and Christian Lovelace. Survivors include his brother, Douglas and wife Charlene Carleton and their son, Robbie and niece Pam and husband Vance McSpadden and their son James Douglas and wife Elizabeth; sisters-in-law Mercedes Wheeler and husband Al and their 5 children and families; Fredine Ramo and husband Vince and their sons Richard and Robert and his wife Lupe; and Jodi Iago and family. Relatives and friends are invited to a family reception 6 to 8pm, Thursday, March 3rd at Crawford Family Funeral Service in Edmond. A celebration of life will be at 10:00am, Friday, March 4th at Quail Springs Baptist Church in OKC. Our eternal gratitude is extended to Sooner Hospice with their caring, dedicated staff: Cindy, Phyllis and Paula, and particularly Nurse Nightingale, also known as Gayla; fabulous nurses aide, Shirley; and the inspiring and encouraging Chaplain James Hall. Memorial gifts may be made to Sooner Hospice, Alzheimer’s Assoc., or Quail Springs Baptist Church Building Fund. 

–Only March 7, and I still have the flu.

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The middle of November 2010

The Autumn is upon us.  The trees are changing colors, the night is crisp. 

For my Brothers birthday, we all got together at a small start up of a restaurant called “Inca Trails in Qual plaza shopping center.”.  A quaint little place with Peruvian cuisine.  I had an unpronounceable concoction that was easily translated from Inca to English as “Steak and Egg”.  Which was of course a grilled steak topped with two eggs with a side of fried plantain (from the banana family) some peeled avocado slices, lettuce,   and a rice ball.  The mall parking was easy, the atmosphere Andean with murals of Machu Pictu accented with Andean Flute wafting along the bistro.  Actually a quite surprising lunch.  Afterwards I gave Bob the unopened RCA EZ1000 movie camera I won in this summer’s Marlboro contest.

Veteran’s Day was barely mentioned this year on the “regular mainstream media”. On Monday the Golden Corral Restaurant has an evening appreciation dinner for veterans.  I see many capitalizing on the free feed that do not have that veteran appearance.  But, that is OK.  It is good they too are exposed to we who served.  Thanks again comrades it had been a pleasure.

And yet to come is Thanksgiving.  But, more on that later.

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