_posted in dayedayerocks | 17 February 2008

When I was younger my grandmother and I use to go to Philly and New York every year to see family. Compared to my cousins I was a sheltered child. Fucking Brooklyn makes you hard coming out the womb, yo. My female cousins are "fast assed little girls," as my Da always said.

Before I made it to the den of iniquity we spent a few weeks in Philly with great grand Auntie Sylvie (big Sylvie). She is the reason I love opera, classical music and musicals. She'd pick us up from the airport or bus depot and the second we stepped across the threshold she knew I was ready to watch Bizet's Carmen, with a chaser of Fiddler on the Roof. My grandmother and her sisters all made fun of Auntie Sylvie aka Ms. Prim and Proper and her "crazy" music. I loved it, still do.

I thought of all this tonight after talking to my cousin Gary. We don't get to talk that much but when we do it's always good and fucking hilarious. He's only a couple of years older than me and just as much of a clown. When talking about Gary it always comes up that he's the baby of 7 kids and how he was a crybaby! My great Auntie Sylvie (little Sylvie) and everyone else called him "Cry Cry Gary." So when ever I talk to him I never let him forget it. Gary is the cousin who'd most like me, which makes me love him even more.

Cry Cry Gary, his mom, Da and me were planning on going to Panama together. That was the plan. But he was told he was going to be forward deployed from Kuwait to Iraq sometime between December - January, which didn't happen. We were hoping that we could plan for this summer, but he told me it wouldn't happen so we shouldn't wait. Seems its a definite that he'll be shipping out (AGAIN!) in May. I'll hopefully get to see him on my way back from Panama for a few days before he leaves. So between May - January of next year he'll be serving in Iraq once again. He did it twice for daddy Bush and this will be his second time for bratty Bush. Then in March he can retire.

I don't even what to entertain the thoughts in my head right now. I just know I'm looking forward to my second trip to Panama when he gets back- me, Da, and my Auntie Sylvie with Cry Cry Gary.