by ROBERTVOZZA » Tue Nov 14, 2006 1:08 am
For the kind words and support, fellas'...I am not one who likes to alarm a lot of people until I know for sure there is a REAL TRAGEDY...I had always felt that he was ok when he was missing...But when his car turned up around the midpoint of his - (What I would like to refer to as his own personal little "Vision Quest") scare the crap out of your parents JOURNEY - I have to admit, I had a very tough time getting a deep breath for the next 24 hrs.
It is a very long 48 hrs missing story - Especially considering the circumstances that caused it - Which was probably a lifetime of internalizing stresses that we as parents(Especially when 1 is so far away)don't always pick up until a REAL CRISIS occurs and it crosses your mind that when faced with the possible loss of a loved one - especially your child, that maybe you should have listened to them a little more closely and asked more questions instead of assuming you have answers to questions you assume.
Rather than go into great detail, I think I will just inform everyone here(And I consider everyone of you my very best friends, not just here at TSN/SOM - But on the entire Net.) that what occurred, altho not totally premeditated in detail, evolved out of what I would consider a Soul's need to express it's desire to change one's life and circumstances through a bold statement that both gets your message across to people, while the Universe itself, assists you in setting your own stage in order to become a MAN with your own freewill to make better choices for yourself without having to answer to anyone else - While simultaneously bringing other people in your life together in ways that hadn't been possible for over a decade.
Altho very frightening and dangerous(He spent 48 hrs homeless in NYC) and with no money, means of transportation, identification, communication(He tossed his cellphone out the window - ie why we couldn't get a hold of him), food, shelter etc. - Just the clothes on his back and his guitar - took the train into the city, the Ferry to Staten Island and back, several subway trips and another train - Before walking through and from Harlem to Elmsford(Or maybe it was Elmsworth or something like that), approximately some 35-40 miles north of the City in Westchester County.
He slept in an empty Fountain, played his guitar and sang for meals and water, while allalong the way, meeting many people who helped him and some who threatened him and told him he'd never make it out of NY alive, learning to discern using his intuition only, who could be trusted and who couldn't.
Anyway...All that mattered to the rest of us who love him(Myself, wife, ex-wife, his 2 sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends) is that God would guide him through everything safely and help him find his way home...
And that is exactly what happenned...And we are all a little closer and wiser than we were before all this occurred.
Thanks again, my good friends. Sometimes this stupid little kids game we all addictively play is as comforting and rewarding an escape from the REAL CHALLENGES we all face in our daily lives as can be. But it is the connection I feel to all of you that makes me keep coming back.
Thank God for our love of this little game and the friendships it has forged the past 4-5 yrs. :wink: Robert