I wrote to another. Maybe you have seen it. But I wanted to write to you too. I remember we me at church, and in Sunday School. I had just moved to Texas, and I was so depressed about coming to Texas before leaving for the Navy.
In fact, my heart changed. I no longer, at the time, wanted to join the Navy. I wanted Washington State, where I grew up, to get the credit for me joining the Navy. Instead, they had to do a Courtesy Turn Over to a recruiting station here in Texas. I could not find the recruiting station on my own, to save my life. But I could still find the one up in Everett. I know this, because several years ago, I had the opportunity to return to Everett, and visit it.
I remember you were the first person who spoke to me, at church. That meant so much to me. You seemed excited. You caused me to be excited to, despite myself. I remember we went out for a while. That was so neat. A real privilege. I remember a lot about you.
I remember your parents. I also remember your brother. He was good at computers. I remember hanging out with him and a friend of his, when we went skiing in New Mexico. Remember that adventure? That was my first time skiing. I am cheered up a little by remembering it. Even though it was so long ago.
Carol, I also remember when we went to see Billy Graham. You ended up having a big impact on my relationship with Jesus. It was then that I realized, my life was over. All I had then, was Jesus. Yet, it seemed Jesus had given you as a friend.
My Dad told me, that at one point, you came and rode your bicycle to this very house, I am in now. I wasn’t home, or something. I wish I had been there. That would have reset my fortunes in Texas for sure. There just is no hope for me in Texas. I am a security guard. I started in the Navy as an IT. I am not working in the field, in which I was fully trained to do so. IN Texas, a place full of technology jobs.
Carol, when I think of Arlington- I think of you. Stephanie may claim Texas, but Carol, when it comes to Arlington, I think of you. That is why I am still in Arlington. I just remember those fun times we had, and think of you. My wonderful friend in Christ. I always had hoped we could be more. But I know, now, that in life you are busy.
Still, I was so excited when you told me you had studied History in school. I was excited, because that is the very same study I chose at school. I just figure, with all the time I spent in the Navy, if computers are not my true calling, what about something to do with History? Did you know that History can lead to Social Work? Social work is going to be in more demand, as they “defund” the police. I was so proud of you, for studying History.
Another thing I always wanted to tell you, is that I liked hearing you sing. I always thought you had such a pretty voice. I don’t know why I never told you these things before. Perhaps, I just did not feel like I was good enough, or could measure up. But I have been all over the world, met all kinds of people, and even got an education. If I am not good enough now, I never will be. Carol, You have the prettiest voice! I always wished I had been able to keep up with you when I was in the Navy.
Well, Carol. I do not know if you are online, in the way Stephanie once was. But if you read this, just know, I am thinking of you. I miss you. Dare I say it. Carol, I love you! I long to be able to speak with you. It was so wonderful, meeting you and your family. I would give my love to another, but such is forbidden. Love always,
Eric
The Courier 