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Post by Jaga on May 28, 2014 7:40:20 GMT -7
Guys, it is so hard to hear about Bob passing. At least he stayed positive almost till the very end. For me it was very nice that the forum was important enough to tell his daughter to update us. The same with Carl. Carl was suffering tremendously before his death. His daughter came to us and told us about his passing. Who else did we lost? There was an Englishman, I forgot his nick. He was travelling to Poland with some business presentations he died. We may lost some other people due to different circumstances. Not sure where is John Chmielewski. He was always quiet, but he sent the tape from his stay in Poland. He left the forum, he was not good in his health. There was a gentleman in Pensacola, Florida who was sick and then recovered but then he was sick again. It would be nice to have extra power to connect with these who passed. Still, quite a bunch of us are here. I was just wondering who is the youngest. Eric and Pieter are probably two youngest forum members....  I am not ready to retire from forum now also..... |
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Post by karl on May 28, 2014 8:38:04 GMT -7
Guys, it is so hard to hear about Bob passing. At least he stayed positive almost till the very end. For me it was very nice that the forum was important enough to tell his daughter to update us. The same with Carl. Carl was suffering tremendously before his death. His daughter came to us and told us about his passing. Who else did we lost? There was an Englishman, I forgot his nick. He was travelling to Poland with some business presentations he died. We may lost some other people due to different circumstances. Not sure where is John Chmielewski. He was always quiet, but he sent the tape from his stay in Poland. He left the forum, he was not good in his health. There was a gentleman in Pensacola, Florida who was sick and then recovered but then he was sick again. It would be nice to have extra power to connect with these who passed. Still, quite a bunch of us are here. I was just wondering who is the youngest. Eric and Pieter are probably two youngest forum members.... I am not ready to retire from forum now also..... Jaga I am happy you are not ready to retire from the forum, for every ship, must have one master and you are the one. If permissible, I would enjoy to add to your question of the Englander and his name: It is Leslie. Yes, I do miss him. With the loss of Leslie, also will I miss those you have mentioned. For my self am very selfish, I do not give up my friends easely. Death is the great mystery we have little answer for, for those that have truly experienced it, have not returned to tell us. With this, is the unknown, and it is the unknown we fear. I think perhaps though, we do not have to experience death to know what it is like to die. For the various passages written by various authors of our bible have described in detail the experience of death. For this best is to read for ones self. My self, I have no idea if my experience was a death or near death experience. For the several times in short order whilst in the hospital this past year for installation of heart pacer, I never knew I had been out until to awaken with a great deal of alarm racket from a sensor attached machine. With this, my bed surrounded by hospital people I did not know. This occurred four times in a short space of time, the surgen then cleared an operating room for a temporary device until the following morning for the scheduled permanent device to be implanted. My point is this: for what ever this may be, my experience was nothing, for I knew nothing, was not to see any thing, just nothing as if I had been sleeping a dreamless sleep to then awaken. Karl |
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Post by JustJohn or JJ on May 28, 2014 13:23:50 GMT -7
Guys, Who else did we lose? There was an Englishman, I forgot his name. He was travelling to Poland with some business presentations when he died. I was just wondering who is the youngest. Eric and Pieter are probably two youngest forum members.... I am not ready to retire from forum now also..... Hey folks, I believe the name of the English fellow is Leslie. Remember this:  |
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Post by Jaga on May 28, 2014 14:15:49 GMT -7
Guys, it My self, I have no idea if my experience was a death or near death experience. For the several times in short order whilst in the hospital this past year for installation of heart pacer, I never knew I had been out until to awaken with a great deal of alarm racket from a sensor attached machine. With this, my bed surrounded by hospital people I did not know. This occurred four times in a short space of time, the surgen then cleared an operating room for a temporary device until the following morning for the scheduled permanent device to be implanted. My point is this: for what ever this may be, my experience was nothing, for I knew nothing, was not to see any thing, just nothing as if I had been sleeping a dreamless sleep to then awaken. Karl Karl, keep us updated on your heart conditions. My aunt had a pacemaker but she dies due to other conditions. I hope you have at least 50 years more to live! I did not realize that you had to be awaken several times and that you were dreamless. In some sense we are knocked down from this world every night, during some sleep phases. I had a memorable near-death experience, really! When I was 2.5 I had bacterial meningitis. I saw myself looking at the sun, very happy. The feeling of happiness and the light from the sun was amazing, never ever I experienced something like that..... I have different thoughts about after life, but just believing that there is something there is so good! |
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Post by Jaga on May 28, 2014 14:16:11 GMT -7
John, Karl,
yes, it was Leslie. I am really bad with the names, sorry.
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Post by pieter on May 28, 2014 14:42:28 GMT -7
Dear old Leslie,
I remember our good Enbglish chap, and Englishman who regularly visited Poland. He was some sort of trainer or coach I believe. I believed he had died, but I am not excactly sure. It is difficult to check due to the anonimity of the world wide web. It is such a wonder that we throught the years have become a sort of internet community in Forum form. Some of use have met eachother, like Jaga and Ron (Kaima).
I am a loner and sometimes to much of a workaholic, but as I grow older I appreciate friendships, familymembers and the old core of intimite friends even more.
You come to an age in which you get used too or eperience the death of loved ones, colleages and others. During the years you lose people due to illnesses, natural causes, suicide and because people disappeare from your life. It warms my heart to hear that the Forum ment something to Bob. We were and are connected somehow via internet, because next to the digital and technological fact of the existance of our computers, internet connectors and browsers, we are connected by the content and the heart, soul and minds we put in some of our posts.
We may be many thousands of miles away from eachother, but telephatically, mentally and culturally we aren't so far apart from eachother at all. We are connected by the fact that our human nature connects us. We lost Bob in the direct contact, but not the Bob (Robert) in our mind, memory and in our fondness of him. We will remember this sympathetic, kind and human soul.
Cheers,
Pieter
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Post by pieter on May 28, 2014 15:04:13 GMT -7
Karl, keep us updated on your heart conditions. My aunt had a pacemaker but she dies due to other conditions. I hope you have at least 50 years more to live! I did not realize that you had to be awaken several times and that you were dreamless. In some sense we are knocked down from this world every night, during some sleep phases. I had a memorable near-death experience, really! When I was 2.5 I had bacterial meningitis. I saw myself looking at the sun, very happy. The feeling of happiness and the light from the sun was amazing, never ever I experienced something like that..... I have different thoughts about after life, but just believing that there is something there is so good! Jaga/Karl, I have my share of a memorable near-death experience too. I think I was 5 years old and I was poisened by some sort of rat poison or other stuf which was not so healty for me. The child docter had miscalculated my condition and due to the care of my parents I survived the first period. Later I was in hospital with a lot of tubes and machines next to my bed. I was somewhere in the twilight zone between death and life. When I came back to life I asked my father if knights and Native Americans (Indians) fought with eachtother. A silly question, but for my father it was a sign of life. He told me that that question was the sign that I was alive and would live. Later in 1982 (I was 12) in the Belgian Ardens I had a headwound when I smashed with my head on the lower part of a Belgian river slide. My headwound was infected by a dead rotting animal in the water. And I became very ill again and again I was somewhere in that twilight zone again. I don't remember how the experiance excactly was, but I know that a pensioned old Wallon nurse (French speaking Belgian lady from Liège) saved my life. She was a former resistance memnber and our neighbor. Without her care and help I would have probably died. So I have my share of nearly death experiences. Next to that I had the nasty habbit of bumping my head into things a lot of times in my youth. A lot of head injuries, and Concussions. A bottle of wine fell on my head when I opened the garage door of my parents home. The top of the flag pole (rotten by the elements and disconnected of the pole) fell on my head. Another time durinjg a heated childish fight between little boys in kindergarden a brick hit my head. Later some other kid hit me on my head with a plastic swhovel. Another headwound. I have to live with multi-concussions, but I manage to survive. Today I watch my head better!   When I compare my experience with others it is peanuts in my view. Others had mental illnesses, lost a parent on an early age. For some strange reason a lot of my friends (both female and male ) lost their father on an early age. (Different reasons and circumstances. Not comparable) Others survived cancer, accidents, abuse or other nasty things. I am blessed with my present home, my work, my parents, my sister, my friends, my dear colleages, you (my dear forum friends) and ofcourse with the dear girlfriends (lovers) I had. Life is also about connection, communication, exchance, interhuman warmth, social networks (outsdide the internet), hobbies, the things we are fond of and love. We are limited by boundaries, conventions, morality, values, real borders and the fact that we are all different. But what unites us as human beings is larger than what devides us. We are one people, we are humans and we are humanity. Cheers, Pieter |
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Post by karl on May 28, 2014 17:10:00 GMT -7
Jaga and Pieter
Thank you both for sharing of your experiences in such hazardious situations. But Jaga, bacterial meningitis is extremely deadly, and to children, very serious to death,, for that is bad stuff. I am happy you survived, prospered and are here today with us.. The Lord is good, is he not?
But Pieter, so many very bad accidents with head injuries, those things are very serious. I think so, the good Lord has his eye upon you also, for your protection. Perhaps he has plans for both you and Jaga that have he not yet reveled. Yes, I realize I do introduce the lords name here, but for every question of why? Is the answer of: Why not..
My self, once whilst a younger of years 13, as clear as a bell, I heard my name called in my head. I answered: I hear you Lord, what do you want me to do. There was no answer, and never since that time have I heard my name called in my head.
In my years, have my self thought to be close to death or even of risk. But then, my mind works not whilst at rest, for I am a lazy sot. It works best under direst when time and place is in disaster, then I am at my best. I am afraid of the angel of death and especially what pain may accompany his work, but then, I am at ease with this as so.
We each have our own specific work that is ours to do in this world we know, for then, we are as best we may be. For at the end of the day, we each receive our pay.
Karl
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Post by Jaga on May 28, 2014 20:52:04 GMT -7
Pieter,
you had to be one of these active children, who liked playing outdoors. I like outdoors, but I was never a tomboy.
God bless that you are in such a good shape.
Working at school teaches me a lot. Just today I learned that one of my students had a traffic accident. He is in the hospital. He was texting and driving. He had lots of problems and he did not want to work hard. I hope that this experience will teach him something.
Yesterday, one of the nicest girls in my another class told me that she had a concussion just last weekend due to the car accident. Her speech was a bit slow. I was thinking - my God, is it because of a good weather, everybody is out doing crazy things?
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Post by Jaga on May 29, 2014 9:36:27 GMT -7
Florence Cloves is another good soul who was briefly in the forum and then she left us. She was very active in Polish culture.
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Post by pieter on May 29, 2014 14:09:30 GMT -7
Guys, it is so hard to hear about Bob passing. At least he stayed positive almost till the very end. For me it was very nice that the forum was important enough to tell his daughter to update us. The same with Carl. Carl was suffering tremendously before his death. His daughter came to us and told us about his passing. Who else did we lost? There was an Englishman, I forgot his nick. He was travelling to Poland with some business presentations he died. We may lost some other people due to different circumstances. Not sure where is John Chmielewski. He was always quiet, but he sent the tape from his stay in Poland. He left the forum, he was not good in his health. There was a gentleman in Pensacola, Florida who was sick and then recovered but then he was sick again. It would be nice to have extra power to connect with these who passed. Still, quite a bunch of us are here. I was just wondering who is the youngest. Eric and Pieter are probably two youngest forum members.... I am not ready to retire from forum now also..... Jaga, I hope that we can remember him and learn from his life optimism, his love and his commitment to people and subjects he liked. The message of his daughter about the value of the Forum to Bob gives credit to this Forum and your job in starting, maintaining and caring for it. I hope his message passed to us via his daughter warms your heart and gives you spirit to continue what you are doing. I am sorry for the fact that Carl Zimmerman suffered before his death. He was an interesting man and a valuable member of this Forum, with his ethnic and cultural background and interest in various matters. I remember his Albanian and Russian interests and roots. I remember the name John Chmielewski. Is the content of the video visible somewhere or did it disappeare like Chmielewski? I am a video producer, photographer and I made paintings and drawings. It is always said if good material disappears. Sometimes I reuse old material (historical material) of others in my video's next to my own film material. Old texts, messages, stories, images, video's and people who are gone (died or disappeared) are valuable, because they tell a human story, they were made by humans and their lives were/are valuable. Unfortunately life is to busy to stay connected to all those people we care for. The past days I was editing and filming in the weekend, in the evenings and during the day (workdays). Inbetween I post at this Forum. Limited time makes you wonder how the lives of loved ones and people you are fond of are going. My melancholic being sometimes gives me flashbacks to people, occurrences, happenings and good times. We live in todays reality, in the moment, but we have our memories, reminiscences and dear recollections of good times with friends, strangers (an impressive person you met during a journey or in your work) and family members that passed away. (Polish, Dutch and American family members in my case) Cheers, Pieter |
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Post by pieter on May 29, 2014 14:53:00 GMT -7
Pieter, you had to be one of these active children, who liked playing outdoors. I like outdoors, but I was never a tomboy. God bless that you are in such a good shape. Working at school teaches me a lot. Just today I learned that one of my students had a traffic accident. He is in the hospital. He was texting and driving. He had lots of problems and he did not want to work hard. I hope that this experience will teach him something. Yesterday, one of the nicest girls in my another class told me that she had a concussion just last weekend due to the car accident. Her speech was a bit slow. I was thinking - my God, is it because of a good weather, everybody is out doing crazy things? Jaga, Yes, I was one of these active children. But there is a strange contradictio in terminus with this fact. From one side I was in risk, but from the other side I watched my back since I was little. I took limited risk, because I knew the danger which was coming from the outside. Playing outdoors in the area where I lived meant taking care of the threat of unknown groups of other boys of your own age ( from other neighborhoods, villages or towns) and worse 'gangs' of older boys. You had the farm boys, the fishermen boys, the harbor worker kids, the working class kids, the middle class kids and kids from other schools. (There was rivalry between schools, and the territory of another school sometimes meant danger) I was living in a construction area and in that seventies period traffick safety was less an issue than today, so we had to watch the trucks of the construction firms that crossed through our neighborhood. My mother recalled to me one moment when I was nearly killed by one of those large trucks with concrete, cement, sand or other building materials. I ran up to our street in front of our house just when a truck passed. I didn't saw him and on the middle of the road I suddenly turned and run back towards my mom. I was very little, and my mother said that that coincident saved my life. Later and aggressive large dog nearly bit me in the face. (nearly ripped my nose off) I was afraid of dogs back then, because farmers and some civilians of the town I lived in had nasty dogs. Especially when I had to cycle to school from one town to the other (from Vlissingen to Middelburg) through rural land. Several times I was attacked and harassed by large, mean, aggressive farm dogs when cycling through the rural farm land to my primary school and later high school. In the Ardens mountains in Belgium I was attacked by a Doberman Pinscher once, he bit me hard, and I ran for my life like a hurdle racer, jumping over several barbed wire fences on the hill through farm grass/cow land. So watching my back and taking care of myself was important, but in the same time I was also sometimes a silly day dreamer and could bumb my head into woods, metal objects or walls. I also remember one time running very fast into a barbed wire fence which was invisible due to the fact that it was a late afternoon, beginning of the evening twilight. You could see the streams or marks on my belly of the barbed wire. I was bumped back like a stone in a sling shot and landed on my back in a rough way on the hard rocky soil of the Ardens mountain farm land. That was part of the adventurous child/early teenage life on the periphery of my parents vacation home and garden in the Ardens. (which we owned from 1978-2003) Hitting my head was a particular thing of me. Others broke their legs or arms or had bruises. I always hurt my head. Maybe because I was tall and because I took risks. The hocky I played as a child was dangerous to. The little ball and the hocky sticks were hard. Once I was hit by the little ball and that created a nasty headache. Another time I was unconcious when a stick of a clumsy boy hit my head when it fell from the sky. I haven't played rugby or American football or ice hocky, but believe me my share of hocky reminded me of the dangers of sport. I loved hocky though, like I loved to play soccer, swimming, rowing and surfing. In all that I took to many risks. Because I felt free when I went far into the sea and far on a lake. I liked to swim far, to surf whole long days, to cycle and walk long distances. And I liked rough weather. I liked speed surfing. Going fast. Again taking risks. This exactly the lake where I surfed from 1985 until 1990 As a child I loved to climb tree's, play on rafts in larger ditches in the neighborhood, play in old deserted German bunkers of the second world war which were left in the landscape, play on the farm lands, play in the dunes, on the beaches, in the sea and cycle through the large rhombus shaped peninsula Walcheren we lived on. Cycled many miles back then in my childhood and teenage years and cycled a lot since then. And with cycling is always the danger of being hit by a car, a van, a bus, a truck, motor bike, scooter or another cyclist. I had my share of bike accidents. Mostly bruises, blue spots on my body and a damaged bike. I liked and like to cycle fast in Zeeland, in Amsterdam and in Arnhem. Cheers, Pieter P.S.- I love walking in the mountains, beautiful woods (forests) and in parks in the Netherlands (and abroad. I loved central park in New York and the parks in Poznan, Krakow and Warsaw) |
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Post by pieter on May 29, 2014 15:08:13 GMT -7
Dear Jaga/Karl/John,
You can imagine that sometimes these silly child or teenage accidents can put a smile on my face and I can laugh a little bit about myself. Clumsy me, but having taken the risk I experienced adventures and enjoyed life to the fullest. I wish though that I had taken more care about my head. Today I am more careful and less clumsy. We have to take care of our own health.
Cheers,
Pieter
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Post by pieter on May 29, 2014 15:34:52 GMT -7
Pieter, you had to be one of these active children, who liked playing outdoors. I like outdoors, but I was never a tomboy. God bless that you are in such a good shape. Working at school teaches me a lot. Just today I learned that one of my students had a traffic accident. He is in the hospital. He was texting and driving. He had lots of problems and he did not want to work hard. I hope that this experience will teach him something. Yesterday, one of the nicest girls in my another class told me that she had a concussion just last weekend due to the car accident. Her speech was a bit slow. I was thinking - my God, is it because of a good weather, everybody is out doing crazy things? Jaga, Teenagers are strange beings due to their puberty. In this period of mental transition from childhood to adulthood, kids can have strange behavior. These changes are largely influenced by hormonal activity. Hormones play an organizational role, priming the body to behave in a certain way once puberty begins, and an activational role, referring to changes in hormones during adolescence that trigger behavioral and physical changes. Puberty occurs through a long process and begins with a surge in hormone production, which in turn causes a number of physical changes. From your reaction to the car accident, Jaga, I figure that the accident hasn't been that severe. I hope that the kids don't have physical or mental damages from the accidents. Like wipe lash, or brain damage due to the concussion. Sometimes a concussion or multiple concussions can have life long consequences. I suffer from headaches every now and then and have problems with very bright light. I wear sunglasses a lot. And I can't stand very hot weather and avoid the sun as much as I can. Wearing baseball hats (New York Yankees), and just avoid to much exposure to the sun. I am sorry about the girl, one of your nicest students. I hope she is fine now. Good weather can relax people, give them new energy, and let them jump around like a bunch of crazy horses. Especially teenagers who want to be free, drive around and do the silly things teenagers do. We were young once too Jaga! Cheers, Pieter |
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Post by karl on May 29, 2014 19:21:17 GMT -7
Dear Jaga/Karl/John, You can imagine that sometimes these silly child or teenage accidents can put a smile on my face and I can laugh a little bit about myself. Clumsy me, but having taken the risk I experienced adventures and enjoyed life to the fullest. I wish though that I had taken more care about my head. Today I am more careful and less clumsy. We have to take care of our own health. Cheers, Pieter Pieter It would seem children do live a very hazardous life whilst growing up to maturity. Whilst in the process of growing though, it would appear that children will never survive long enough to become an adult.. Pieter, I am very thankful you survived your childhood adventures and Jaga, with the bout of bacterial Meningitis for that stuff is very nasty and deadly. It would so appear, the road of life that has lead each of us to the present has been a hazardous journey. But, we have prevailed and with trust and hope, we have a great deal more of our journey yet infront of us. Karl |
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