Was me, I bumped a power cord. HiTEch
I watch day after day, week after week, tour after tour, the Bishops and Rooks take bases and win maps while the Knights stand there with their thumbs stuck in their butts. It's just pathetic!
It has been close to 18 months since we last saw Jeff. Last we saw him, he was in a wheelchair. The last time we tried to visit him, they had moved him to a "lockdown" unit for what they called "boot camp". Due to his frustration, at that point in his rehab, Jeff had anger issues and would get violent at times ... at the drop of a hat. Boot camp was to be a period of 6 weeks with no visitors ... not even family ... that hopefully would address the anger issues ... well, it took a little longer than that.It was during the boot camp period we lost touch with Jeff. We had heard that Jeff always had a hard time after a visitation. He didn't like the fact that people were leaving and he wasn't. So between him going to a lock down unit (his parents never told us he was going to this unit) and thinking that our visits were causing some of his anger issues, and not hearing anything from his parents and thinking that they may might not want us around, we thought that he must have gone thru boot camp, was released, and moved to Maine where his parents had said that they were going to move once they sold their gun store. When we were visiting Jeff ... Mars01, BadBoy58, and myself would go out for buffalo wings after our visit. Well, we continued getting together around once a month and would going out for wings anyways. Mars01 got married this summer and we hadn't gone out in quite awhile, so I texted both of them last Friday telling them that we needed a "wing fix" and we agreed to meet this Wednesday. On Sunday, I get a text from Mars01 saying that he just got a call from Jeff's mom and Jeff has been asking for us and she was wondering if we would like to see him.Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeellllllllll yeah we would.His mom made a phone call, got our names on the visitor list (he is still in that lock down unit) and told the rehab place that we would be there Wednesday night.We get into his unit and the aid brings us to an activities room with a large table and some chairs. She asks us to take a seat and she will bring Jeff into us. Well, the 3 of us damn near crapped out pants to see Jeff come WALKING in on this own power and steady as can be and with a HUGE smile on his face. His speech is very low in volume and hard to understand at times, but we sat there and talked, broke each others balls, and laughed for over an hour before they told us we had to go.Part of our conversation was focused on Aces High and some of the people he had lots of fun with ... all the Blue Knights, XtremeJ, Betty, and a handful of others. I told him about all the new planes and vehicles and he was really excited. The reason that he was excited is, according to his mom, Jeff has been doing so well, he could be released soon and Jeff is looking forward to getting behind the stick again.His did ask if anyone had claimed "Morpheus" and we said no way ... it's still waiting for you. I told him that I didn't think that Skuzzy would let that handle go so easily ... I hope I am not lying When Jeff does get released, his mom said that he will be looking to move into a "group" home and we can only hope that it will be nearby ... I asked him if he was going to move to Maine where his parents are at ... He looked at me with this quizzical look and said ... Are you F(*&(*& kidding me ? He wants to stay in Connecticut.We are now going to see if we can get our names on the list of people who can take him out for an "excursion". If it happens, we will be taking him out for some wings which he loved to eat before all this crap happened. Not sure when the last time he had a decent buffalo wing, but hopefully he will be licking his fingers soon.
