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Nov. 1st, 2001 05:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sholandaso it's november.
november makes me think of lots of things, one of which is liesel.
who knew liesel? leah did. mayabe matt, but i don't know if they were together yet then or not.
why november for liesel? i think that's when we really got to be good friends. we worked in the western history collections together. she was always so cool. she was in a band in high school called mother hen, with 2 other girls. she rocked out. she had a really good voice. liesel was tall, and had a very unique look to her. i loved her instantly, and was excited when she started working at the WHC. we bonded. she and i were the same age (she was sag, right?) and we were both Smokers. we delighted in talking shit about our crazy militant boss/curator guy. she had strawberry blonde hair, and she had cut bangs going straight across. she was in love with joe. he loved her, too. she came to my apartment a few times, mostly with kara. i served pot and apple juice. in january, she took a semester off from school. she got a job at pratts, where sam was working, too. she worked with me and sam. she lived right around the corner from pratt's and one day joey came to pick her up. she was going to work extra for one of the other girls that didn't come in, so she sent him home and told him she would walk.
she stepped into the crosswalk at 12th and lindsey and was hit by a teenage driver going right on red that didn't even see her.
sarah koplowitz told me.
she worked at whc too.
i debated going to see her in the hospital, but i didn't really want to see her like that. i was afraid of seeing her parents, i didn't know what to say.
she died.
i was so distraught, i was walking around in a daze for a long time. her death deeply affected me. so when the militant curator dude asked if i could come in and work on my day off that week i said sure. i didn't realize that was the day of the funeral. he made me work so he could go. i tried to get off once i figured it out, but he wouldn't let me. he threatened my job. he made me work so he could go to "Represent the library".
imissedliesel'sfuneral.
i don't know why, but i still think of her a lot. alot. there's a big hole there that will never heal. and earlier this year, when i had an abortion, in my heart and my head i named my baby liesel. a beautiful name for souls that pass through this reality too fast.
november makes me think of lots of things, one of which is liesel.
who knew liesel? leah did. mayabe matt, but i don't know if they were together yet then or not.
why november for liesel? i think that's when we really got to be good friends. we worked in the western history collections together. she was always so cool. she was in a band in high school called mother hen, with 2 other girls. she rocked out. she had a really good voice. liesel was tall, and had a very unique look to her. i loved her instantly, and was excited when she started working at the WHC. we bonded. she and i were the same age (she was sag, right?) and we were both Smokers. we delighted in talking shit about our crazy militant boss/curator guy. she had strawberry blonde hair, and she had cut bangs going straight across. she was in love with joe. he loved her, too. she came to my apartment a few times, mostly with kara. i served pot and apple juice. in january, she took a semester off from school. she got a job at pratts, where sam was working, too. she worked with me and sam. she lived right around the corner from pratt's and one day joey came to pick her up. she was going to work extra for one of the other girls that didn't come in, so she sent him home and told him she would walk.
she stepped into the crosswalk at 12th and lindsey and was hit by a teenage driver going right on red that didn't even see her.
sarah koplowitz told me.
she worked at whc too.
i debated going to see her in the hospital, but i didn't really want to see her like that. i was afraid of seeing her parents, i didn't know what to say.
she died.
i was so distraught, i was walking around in a daze for a long time. her death deeply affected me. so when the militant curator dude asked if i could come in and work on my day off that week i said sure. i didn't realize that was the day of the funeral. he made me work so he could go. i tried to get off once i figured it out, but he wouldn't let me. he threatened my job. he made me work so he could go to "Represent the library".
imissedliesel'sfuneral.
i don't know why, but i still think of her a lot. alot. there's a big hole there that will never heal. and earlier this year, when i had an abortion, in my heart and my head i named my baby liesel. a beautiful name for souls that pass through this reality too fast.
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all choked up
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Date: 2001-11-01 06:57 pm (UTC)This is a beautiful eulogy. One of the most touching memorials I've ever seen. I'm so sorry for your losses.
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Date: 2001-11-02 08:29 am (UTC)You brought tears to my eyes. Love you.