This is the second half of a file of Patrick’s called FSU plus.rtf. The first half describes my mom, her pregnancy with me, and the prospects for their future together. I’ll share that another time, painful though it is. “Can you walk? Can you talk? You’re hired!” Dan tilted his head back, eyes shut against (more)
Stephanie and I made a little world and we lived in it. A long goodbye. My life is in tatters. Yours has ended. So sorry. This short poem is from a collection Patrick called Scattered Notes.odt dated from 2014 to 2016. I’ll continue to add other segments as time allows. PatrickPatrick Meadows 1934 – 2017. (more)
I found this old XyWrite file on my computer recently, tucked away in a backup folder for one computer inside the backup of another computer inside the backup of my current computer. It was dated 9 Dec 1988, exactly 32 years ago. Wow. Dear Pat and Stephanie, Things, as always, have been hectic here. My (more)
Thursday I am pointlessly staring at my tea, now only a stain at the bottom of the mug. So I glance at my reflection in the glass door of the dish cupboard opposite the table where I am sitting already quite a while. Reflected is the window behind me, through which I see that the (more)
The joy had gone out of her life ten years ago already. Why pretend? Her friends tried to cheer her up, but stubbornly she held onto her empty life and empty house and empty bed. In fact she came to resent the happiness of others. Only the firmest of old acquaintances persisted, inviting her twice (more)
I found several versions of this letter from December 2006 to March 2010, but the differences were mostly cosmetic. This is pasted from the 2010 version. Around St. Patrick´s day 1976, I left Tampa with my five year old daughter. We returned to Mallorca where she was born. Dear Stephanie. You always believed in something (more)
Here’s another letter to Patrick I found in the backup (Planck) of a backup (Fourier) of a backup (GWG6) folder, originally a XyWrite file dated 20 February 1988. It includes a challenge to help me find a job in Spain, and to develop an app to transmit music between computers via phone connections. (Of course, (more)
I can’t find the original postcard, but here are the contents of a XyWrite file I just stumbled across that was used to print it. It was dated 8 August 1988. Thought you’d enjoy my first record. [A 45 RPM disc with two songs about racing.] The racetrack has been my surrogate girlfriend these past (more)
This is the transcription of a dream I recorded on the 40th anniversary of Hiroshima. In it, Patrick was living next door to me but didn’t say so.
Dear visitors, I promise to continue adding content as time allows. I’ve been sidetracked with some web site work and software development projects for clients. I just finished another enhancement for a Calibration Log tool used by a manufacturing company. That program is used to make sure their equipment is maintained and certified to current (more)
A couple of loose pages I found that describes Patrick and Mari’s arrival in Germany. This would have probably been 1962 or ’63 I think. I found this in the folder titled Bohemians of the Tramatura although the story has nothing to do with Spain. PatrickPatrick Meadows 1934 – 2017. patrick-meadows.com
Here’s a sketch about growing up in West Virginia, found in the Bohemians of the Tramatura folder. Patrick mentions his brother Jack, who had a combination safe at the age of 11. PatrickPatrick Meadows 1934 – 2017. patrick-meadows.com
Aunt Sue sent this poem (author unknown) to Patrick a few months before he died. It looks like one of those memes that gets passed around, but I understand the sentiment. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.
Another story, incomplete, from more loose pages, torn from a spiral notebook, found in the Bohemians of the Tramantura folder. PatrickPatrick Meadows 1934 – 2017. patrick-meadows.com
Patrick saved this letter from his sister Sue dated 30 Sep 1993. How long ago it all seems now. Most of it will be interesting only to family and genealogists but some of you may appreciate it. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.