Friday, April 30, 2010

Bobby

Bobby is the driver for the shuttle from campus to the medical center. I have been taking the shuttle for two years since I work over at the medical center. He is the best and one of the most interesting people I have met.
He has silver grey hair and I don't think he has ever said anything in a harsh tone to anyone. He loves to share stories about his family and the food he cooked for them over the weekend.
One of the cutest stories I have ever heard was when he told me that he was a soldier in the Vietnam war and he fell in love with a girl in Vietnam. However she was already pregnant with another soldier's baby and that guy was nowhere to be found. He ended up taking care of her and spending time with her but he had to come back to United States and he has not been able to track her down since then. He said he kept a picture of her all those years until his wife found them. uh oh. But he said he will always remember her.
Just this Tuesday, I told him that I was going abroad for a semester, and he reassured and reassured me to be safe and come back to wake safely. Then we started talking about how he plans to retire in two years and he has been driving the shuttle since 1994 after his first retirement! I think of him as someone who needs to see people everyday and spread his cheeriness. He said that he tells his church that he meets people from all walks of life and all ethnicities on his bus and they all ride the bus peacefully. I think he having experienced warfare, takes that progress very dearly. He says he still emails people that he meets that have moved. He said this one time this girl told him she was going to Thailand and then the tsunami hit there, and he was so worried about her. That's just the person he is, he cares. I noticed that he says that he fell for that someone. I think he doesn't mean that romantically, but just that his heart is occupied by so many people.
You don't meet people like Bobby very often, I consider myself pretty lucky.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Carnival

I worked at the carnival today. Yes I was a carnie.
I ate fried oreos and snickers, I bounced around on grandpa's belly and ended up scraping my elbow.
I interacted with high school kids.
I really don't like coke cherry but I am drinking it because the vending machine made a mistake.
I don't use passive voices nor sign into other people's facebooks.
I got new sunglasses and neon green shirts!
Now onto my 8 page paper about violence and Nazis, should be interesting.