Jade's Babblings

Okay, my mom's uncle, but still... WORCESTER— William F. Donahue, 91, of Worcester, died Wednesday, July 12, 2006 in the UMass-Memorial Medical Center surrounded by his family. His wife of 36 years, Frances E. (Lavigne) Donahue, died in 1990. He leaves three sons, Michael J. and his wife Linda N. Donahue of Worcester; William F. Donahue Jr. and his wife Kathleen of Chelmsford and Richard J. and his wife Sheila Donahue of Groton; four grandchildren, Patrick, Brian and Annie Donahue of Chelmsford, and Connor Donahue of Groton; and many nephews and nieces. His brother, John J. Donahue, and his sister, Dorothy M. Savage, predeceased him. Bill was born in Worcester, son of Michael W. and Marie A. (Lemay) Donahue and lived in Worcester all his life. He graduated in 1933 from Commerce High School where he was President of the Blackfriars Dramatic Society. He was a U.S. Army Air Force veteran of World War II and served in North Africa and throughout Italy. He was a sales representative f...

I've wanted to take this trip since my parents talked about their cross country honeymoon back in the 70's. Liam clued me into the fact that i90 goes from Seattle to Boston. How cool is that? I haven't talked to Seth about it yet but it seems like a pretty easy route. And the way we'd be driving it will take us through the following states: Washington (duh) A tiny bit of Idaho Lots of Montana Some of Wyoming South Dakota Minnesota Wisconsin Tiny of of Illinois, Indiana and possible Michigan Onto Ohio, Pennsylvania, and New York And then arrive in Massachusetts So.... give me some ideas. What's some fun stuff to do in any of those states? I've found little things that are obvious like zoos and stuff, but I want to find the random things. World's biggest ball of string and stuff like that. I need ideas. We'll have five days to make the trip. Mapquest says it'll take us 44 hours driving straight through so that gives us a few stops to take in the sights...

At my uncle's calling hours over the winter a cousin of my mom's found out I worked at... the company I work at (lol) and actually said to me, "so what are you going to do to fix my stock prices?" because the company stock used to do really well and now....well, doesn't. I didn't even really know what to say to that. I know he was kidding, but.... Today I went through a toll booth on the good old masspike and the guy I handed my money to saw my work badge that I had on. "Oh, [insert company name here] huh? Man, their stock just keeps falling huh? I lost a lot of money on that. Ever since that [insert guy who helped start the company here] guy left seems like he took all the money with him." This is the point where I start to drive away while saying "I'm sorry..." out the window. People are weird. I had a lovely weekend. My friend Liam (he doesn't have his own myspace, but this is just as good cuz the music is nifty) met me in Bost...

My mom wrote this amazing story. At least now I know where I get my love of writing from. This tale never fails to make me teary. I remember this cup from when I was little. Let me know if you like it. Enjoy. The inscription is barely visible, worn from years of travel, use and neglect – 1958, Kay Doherty, Frontier Swimmer . As I gaze at the metal cup cradled in my hands, I recall the day my grandfather and I scratched those words onto its bottom. I was eight years old, and it was a typical day at the lake. The sounds and smells of the country surrounded me. The birds chirped and the cicada, counting the degrees through its resonating body, warned of an approaching heat wave. The waters of Lake Lashaway imparted coolness into the air, and a sweet scent drifted up to us from its shore. The few neighbor’s cars that traveled the dirt road rhythmically counted the stones imbedded in its surface. “Darning needles” mapped out invisible stitches, flowers swayed in...

I got an early start on Saturday by staying up until midnight cleaning Friday night and then just continuing to stay up and watch mindless television and chat to friends on the phone and IM. I thought it would be pointless to go to bed since I was going to get up at 4 a.m. anyway. So I showered and stuff eventually and then got in my car for about 4:25 a.m. and headed over to Sarah and Paul's beccause I had Paul burn a couple CDs for me and he was going to leave them in the mailbox. Turns out he didn't put them out there until 5:30 because he thought that would be early enough. and it would have been if I weren't crazy. I drove on to Boston from there. Took the Ted Williams Tunnel and everything. Under the water. And it didn't collapse. I was so glad. I got to the airport for about 6 a.m. and proceeded to wait in the terminal for two hours. I read a bit of Coraline and talked to Paul on the phone for a bit. Seth's flight showed up right on time - 7:50 and I met him ...