tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post115867545281137720..comments2023-06-03T05:07:51.171-07:00Comments on notes from: JBellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06058881790600891805noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-1158789631537004142006-09-20T15:00:00.000-07:002006-09-20T15:00:00.000-07:00Heeeeeeeeyyyy...my Tree was here. You're movin' u...Heeeeeeeeyyyy...my Tree was here. You're movin' up, darlin'.<BR/>;)Leon's current assignmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10241933206820579199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-1158778593049541582006-09-20T11:56:00.000-07:002006-09-20T11:56:00.000-07:00My first very fond memory of Kitsy....she was my D...My first very fond memory of Kitsy....she was my DOS for the NW property. We went on a sales trip together to Seattle. We got stuck in the stairwell on the 27th floor of some building we were in. Note---we had to use the stairwell because every time she got into the elevator she would get shocked. When we realized that we were stuck, she rambled on (yes, all 27 floors) about how this is such a great story for the grandkids and how we'll never forget it, etc. Keep in mind that we had all of our sales kits with us that felt like 500 pounds. I don't think I said a word other than---you won't have any grand children because you won't make it out of the stairwell. From that day on, an incredible friendship was born. <BR/><BR/> <BR/><BR/>Kitsy has always teased me on my ability to shut my emotions down (it really is a great defense mechanism). Her ravings about me not having any feelings has been a long standing joke between us. Believe me, it was absolutely impossible to shut anything down over the last week. I think I cried more over the last 5 days than I have since my divorce. Words cannot express the affect this has had on me. Kitsy and I not only have personal memories but we have literally hundreds of "company" memories. Company trips will never be the same and I'm sure I will cry then too. <BR/><BR/> <BR/><BR/>On sales trips together we always had the agreement: I would do the bars, she would do the funeral homes. Walking into the sale of the hotel, it felt identical to the feeling I get when walking into a funeral home. I didn't want to be there and I didn't want it to happen. I wanted Kitsy to say...no worries, I'll do this one like she did on all of those sales calls.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-1158759803493215622006-09-20T06:43:00.000-07:002006-09-20T06:43:00.000-07:00yes, sound like a great person. all irish i met ar...yes, sound like a great person. all irish i met are great, i might even be irish in earlier life. only i can't do the tongue twist.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13453903374418067594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-1158736360198643332006-09-20T00:12:00.000-07:002006-09-20T00:12:00.000-07:00Sounds like a great person, really great.I know al...Sounds like a great person, really great.<BR/><BR/>I know all those old Irish prayers, as I used to be IBM, "Irish By Marriage", married to an FBI, Full Blooded Irish. Even met some IRA types back in the day...<BR/><BR/>What I don't know is PT's Morse Code.green libertarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06014934312741784769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-1158723594084454912006-09-19T20:39:00.000-07:002006-09-19T20:39:00.000-07:00What a lovely tribute.I really enjoyed the Irish p...What a lovely tribute.<BR/><BR/>I really enjoyed the Irish poem/prayer.<BR/><BR/>She's been a gift like so many of us are to each other.<BR/><BR/>~~~*~*~<BR/>~*~~*~~<BR/>~~~*~~**~~Leon's current assignmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10241933206820579199noreply@blogger.com