Friday, August 05, 2005

Morning Edition - 8/5/05

Life In Review
Back in January 1969, Johnny and Millie Cruz were given the news that Millie’s Christmastime partying had paid off and that she was expecting her second child. Nine months later, on August 5, Millie was rushed to Polyclinic Hospital in Manhattan where she would spend over 13 hours in labor. When they brought the little cocoa-skinned tyke to her bedside, Millie looked up from her drug induced exhaustion to say the child would be named Hector – a name she had long dreamed of since her childhood; well, that and Nestor, so I guess the Lord prevented a future suicide or name change. Johnny, feeling slightly left out that his first male child would not be named after him insisted little Hector would need to carry some part of his name. Millie gave it a quick thought and reasoned they would use Manuel, since Johnny’s first name is actually Juan and it would be at war with the chosen first name. …and so it went that Hector Manuel was more than a handful for the Cruz family. Unlike his sweet and beautiful older sister, Hector was colic, hyperactive and unusually destructive at a young age. By nine months, Hector could recite the alphabet, sing and make wonderful artwork with the contents of his diapers. Several of Millie’s 15 sisters rushed to NYC to help Millie care for Hector and prevent her from committing one of those God-forsaken tragedies that young mothers who are beyond frustration can pull-off. By age 3, Hector was getting drunk at family gatherings. He would wait for the remaining few ounces of a drink to be left behind and he would immediately swallow them down. At the tender age of 5, Hector was shipped off to live with his grandparents. A year or so later, Millie decided that it was too dangerous for Hector to live with his grandparents. He had a knack for torturing them – once even tying his grandmother to a chair for over 3 hours until his grandfather returned to find the flustered nana struggling under the tight phone cords. The years passed quickly and by age 15 Hector left home to conquer the world – or he was put out for admitting to being gay…. Hmmm, the story sounds much more positive if we say he willfully left to experience life. At any rate, Hector worked to get through high school and was blessed to come across many friends – some who he still calls his family today. With incredible obstacles to overcome, Hector survived to celebrate his 36th birthday today. His personality is a product of the many loving and caring people who bless his life daily. He is a reflection of all that is his life and a creation of everything that has touched him. Hector remains a study in contrasts. Assertive, creative, loving, supportive, selfish, boisterous and yes, even brash. He is proof that time marches on and sometimes it even marches right across your face.

Long Story Short
Libby J. is recovering from surgery at her home in Harlem. Please continue your prayers as she returns to her feet. Philippe prepares to make his Chi-town debut. The artist plans to have an exhibit in the windy city next Thursday. Carlos C. to receive disability and permanent SSI? Stay tuned. Marcia R. to rendezvous with the love of her life tonight? We want details. No Morning Edition on Monday – the editor is going to still be celebrating.

Fingers Crossed; Bags Packed
The space shuttle Discovery, the first shuttle to go back to space after the Columbia disaster two years ago, is preparing to return home before dawn on Monday. Today, astronauts began placing a large disposal container from the International Space Station into the payload bay of the shuttle – the equivalent of the shuttle’s trunk. NASA says that although several thermal tiles have come off Discovery, no repairs were necessary before their reentry to Earth. Some fear the same fatal issues that befell Columbia could affect Discovery.

On Blast
Brandy once sang Have You Ever… the song relays the story of an unrequited love. You know, someone you really are head-over-heels about, but don’t feel the same for you. If applicable, please share one experience of this and whether you would have that person today if given the opportunity.

Keep passin’ the open windows…

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Hector! Much luv.

gail

Winnie said...

Happy Birthday, Papi!!!! Love you much!!

Anonymous said...

Opportunity could rise and blow fire out of it A-hole, NO, no, no, no way. (Jennifer Holiday)
CoCoa knows who… ?
Mr. OJ, no not the ex-foot player/ murder, my OJ; He wasn’t feeling a relation until I feel out of Love with him. Unlike the “cigar!-cigarette! Girl”, I only circle a room once. If your life is so busy and money and business and fu@k friends/ family get in our way of happiness, good laughs and excellent hot monkey Love making, YOUR BAD! Ooh! How I Loved him and he me, always there for me and I for him but, and one Big ole’ Star Jones kinda’ Butt, his family and best friend. They were worried about him spending money on me that he normally sponsors their tired non-self supporting assess with. And just when I moved on he realized that he was in Love and Love was more important then his tired ass friends and family plan.

He still calls and I speak with a like bite of a tude’ and extra bass in my voice, knowing the he now desire to be with me as much as I wanted to be with him in the pass but … then came my Boo and the rest is Her-story…

J’Moo

Anonymous said...

Hap -he Bird-Day Ba-bi!
Stinky Doo-Doo, Boo-Kanoe, Tunny-HoNey...
Hector-Lector, Nake Tail Hector

Happy Birthday

Guess who!

lala said...

Happy Birthday Hector! God has truly blessed you with talents unspoken. You have a lot to be thankful for. You better get down on both knees, put your face to the floor and thank God for allowing you to see another year.

Don't party too hard this weekend! Love you...

caspar608 said...

For My Dearest Sweetest Longest Fiercest Friend,
It was a warm spring day in the late seventies that our paths first crossed. We both had overactive imaginations (DRAMA!) and were tough, but kindhearted to the core. Inseperable in 105 degree heat as we broke the sound barrier on University Avenue in ill-fitting roller skates. The Bronx bred Ty and Randy Baballonia. I have always loved you. Even before we met. You have always been someone important to me in every life I have lived. I have never doubted that we spent time together in heaven, flitting around waiting for our oppoetunity to experience all that life has to offer on earth: Joy and Pain, Laughter and Tears, Agony and Extasy. We've spent years apart in silence, waiting for that call. And everytime it was answered by either, it was as if there was no separation or absence at all. Yes, you have always been with me and always will be. You are my shining star then, now and always. You deserve every drop of love and joy that will come in this year and the years to come.
I've left you two messages with songs that describe what you mean to me....but I've finally remembered one that truly fits....
Happy Birthday. I love you so very much Boo!

caspar608 said...

Like a warrior that fights
And wins the battle
I know the taste of victory
Though I went through some nights
Consumed by the shadows
I was crippled emotionally
Somehow I made it through the heartache
Yes I did, I escaped
I found my way out of the darkness,
Kept my faith (I know you did)
Kept my faith

When the river was deep I didn´t falter
When the mountain was high I still believed
When the valley was low it didn´t stop me, no no
I knew you were waiting
I knew you were waiting for me

With and endless desire I kept on searching
Sure in time our eyes would meet
Like the bridge is on fire
The hurt is over, one touch and you set me free
No, I don´t regret a single moment
No I don’t looking back
When I think of all those disappointments
I just laugh (I know you do), I just laugh

When the river was deep I didn´t falter
When the mountain was high I still believed
When the valley was low iit didn´t stop me, no no
I knew you were waiting
I knew you were waiting for me

So we were drawn together through destiny
I know this love we share was meant to be
I knew you were waiting, knew you were waiting
I knew you were waiting, knew you were waiting for me


WE MUST DO THIS ON KARAOKE!!!!!
Smooches

Colleen

Cocoa Rican said...

THANK YOU ALL for the most precious and priceless gifts of all - your love, kindness and loyal friendship.

Marissa Mikell-Johnson said...

Happy Birthday and many, many, many more HECTOR! LEO, LEO, LEO! I just celebrated a birthday as well! I know you are going to turn New York upside down! Talk to ya soon! Again Hapy Birthday! LUV YA!

KRISALMIGHTY said...

DAMN HC....I MISSED THAT WHOLE "MEANING OF LIFE" THING YESTERDAY, BUT I COULD TIE THAT INTO TODAY'S EVENT. I KNOW FOR SURE THAT LIFE IS A JOURNEY; THE STOPS YOU MAKE; THE COTACTS YOU ENCOURAGE; THE DIRECTIONS THESE EVENTS LEAD YOU IN; AND THE JOY YOU HAVE ALONG THE WAY.
I'VE KNOWN YOU FOR A MINUTE AND I'VE BEEN AROUND FOR ALOT OF YOUR JOURNEY AND HAD SOME PRICELESS MOMENTS OF MY OWN, AND AFTER LEARNING ABOUT HOW YOUR JOURNEY BEGAN, I WANT TO SAY ON YOUR 36TH BIRTHDAY THAT I ADMIRE THE MAN THAT YOU HAVE BECOME. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HECTOR. 36 IS HIGHLY OVERRATED....40 IS WHEN THE GOOD SHYT REALLY HAPPENS.....LOL

Anonymous said...

Happy Happy Birthday Heck ah Tuh!
I hope you have a wonderful weekend and that you enjoy it so much that you remember it but are unable to talk about the juiciest parts without blushing. Thank you for the well wishes. I am hope milking the situation, uh.. um, I mean resting with the kind attention of my David and brother. I hope to see you before the summer's done. I'll be 36 soon too! Take care Love TLJ aka Libby J