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This
Song dedicated
to Memory
I
Sit & Ride
"I
have a dream where I'm riding on a fast train all night, looking out
the window at the bright lights passing by...Sometimes I'm alone,
and sometimes there's someone beside me... maybe a Spirit there to
guide me, I don't know... I just sit & ride all night...I just
sit & ride..."
Lyrics from
"I Sit & Ride" on Beth's
One Empty Chair CD

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"Thou
wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee:
because he trusteth in thee. Isaiah 26:3
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April 6,
2006
Hi Memory
I was
surfing the web... and your story popped up. I just
wanted to take a minute to let you know that I was very moved
by your story. I took the time to pull up the lyrics to
Beth's song "Now-
Don't look Back"
and Memory I am
typing this letter with tears in my eyes.
Let me
quickly share something with you. I got up this morning
struggling with a decision I have to make and my prayer to God
was to send me a sign today, and you were my messenger
angel. Memory Long, I love you and I don't even know
you. I want to thank you from the bottom of my
heart. You will always be in my prayers and I thank God
for introducing you to me.
God Bless,
Marlene M.
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"The
eagle that soars in the upper air does not worry itself how it is to
cross rivers.”
Gladys Aylward (1902-1970), English missionary to China
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"Then
the King will say to those on His right hand, 'Come, you
blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you
from the foundation of the world:
Matthew
25: 34
Click
on the picture above to go to a page dedicated to my mom...
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Memory
I
met Memory
Long in 1992 when I was singing at Hill Country Nursing
Home in
Dripping Springs, Texas. We became friends and have remained
so through the years. Although Memory is a quadriplegic, he's
constantly trying to find ways to help others.
Example:
After the release of my CD,
In
This Old House,
he had the aides and staff at Hill Country Care, along with his
other friends, calling & emailing in requests for my
music to be played on radio stations all over
Texas. He
couldn't make the calls himself but he did everything he possibly could to find ways to help in
getting my music heard. He really worked hard to ensure
those songs would get out there!
Rather than sit in self pity about the "stumbling blocks" in his
life, Memory rises above the
situation, and does his best to look around for ways to help others.
Thought you might like to read a story about him
(story below)
that was published in the Wimberley View. That's Wimberley, Texas!
A
Visit With a Man Named Memory
by Oda Lisa Hernandez
Memory Long was born in Victoria, Texas.
He was named after a family friend who had died at a young
age. About his name, he
replied, "It has made life very interesting.
I got teased mercilessly.
But, it's a blessing because there were a lot of Bobs and
Joes, but only one Memory." In June 2002, he celebrated his seventieth birthday.
In a recent conversation, he described himself, saying,
"I'm what you'd call an incomplete quad.
I have feeling all over my body, but I can not raise my arms
or legs." Given
Memory's personality, the phrase, "incomplete
quadriplegic," is a mere medical definition.
When he
was 19, he enlisted in the US Air Force, serving in the Korean War
between 1951 through 1955. He
was stationed in the Far East and Lake Charles AFB in Louisiana.
When his military service ended, he held the rank of Staff
Sergeant. Then, he
attended the University of Texas from 1955 to 1959, earning a degree
in the field of management. After
several years at different jobs, he moved to Houston and worked as a
Superintendent for two road construction companies, Warren Brothers,
and Brown and Root. On his days off, he worked as a drafter for a land surveyor.
"I was a busy bee," he said.
In 1980, he moved back to Austin to work in construction.
Then, he became an estimator for Pool and Rogers Paving
Company, based in Buda.
In
October 1992, Memory suffered a stroke, which severed a nerve just
below the stem of his brain. He
recalled, "I was getting ready to go to work when it happened.
I must have blacked out.
I woke up and called Joe Rogers at Pool and Rogers and told
him that something was wrong. I
sounded like I was drunk and my legs felt like they were going to
sleep. Joe came over
and called EMS to get me to Brackenridge Hospital.
I ended up at Brackenridge for about a month, and then went
to St. David's for rehabilitation.
From day one my sister and brother-in-law, Jo Ann and
Bill Hough, Nori Haag, Lillian and Daniel Dobias, and Joe Rogers
were there, giving me moral support and encouragement.
I have spoken with some of my close friends and they have
reminded me how emotional the first few months were on me.
I recalled when the Dr. finally told me I would no longer
have the use of my legs and arms.
It was a VERY emotional time and I wanted to be left
alone."
Memory spent the next nine months at the
Audie Murphy
VA Hospital in San Antonio. "I
was on the spinal cord injury ward," he said.
"I had occupational and physical therapy, and they took
us on shopping trips. It's
a wonderful place." Also,
he remembered, "People were always around encouraging me and
praying for me. Prayers
are very important." To
illustrate that point, he spoke of one night's prayer, "I
prayed to God, to have the courage to accept my new life.
He did more, he made me a better person."
Next, Memory
recounted several difficult aspects of his recovery and
rehabilitation. He said, "Three months after my stroke, I couldn't speak
so my family and friends got a manila folder and drew lines,
numbered 1 through 5, putting five letters of the alphabet on each
of the first four lines and six letters on the fifth line.
When they would visit, they would get the folder and point to
a line and a letter. I
would blink once for yes and twice for no - to spell out the word.
However, we would usually end up laughing because it became
more like a game of charades, everyone trying to guess what I was
trying to spell. It was also in the third month that I had problems with
swallowing and for the next three years I was fed all foods and
liquids through a tube. After
many years of therapy and exercise I
am able to eat again, and my weight is living proof of that. When I first got to the VA hospital, I couldn't sit
up, and now I move around in my wheelchair."
Memory received his first motorized wheelchair from the Audie
Murphy Hospital in October of 1993.
He explained that he uses his chin to direct the wheelchair's
remote control, which is "like a joystick."
Then, he recalled, "The whole time through my hospital
stay, Joe came regularly every week.
He was a chairman on the Board at Hill Country Care.
So when it was time for me to leave the VA, he talked the
board into taking me. They
had never before had a quad."
Memory
moved into Hill Country Care (HCC) in Dripping Springs in November
1993. "Most of my
family lives in Victoria," he said, adding, "I have two
buddies, John Hudson and Jim Covington.
I used to work with them, and they visit regularly.
They're the ones who make sure my wheelchair is all right.
They take care of repairs or anything I need.
I promised them that if I went back to work, I'd be a flagman
for them. It's our
joke. They know what a terrible flag-man I was!"
Then,
he gave his HCC home a glowing report, saying, "I wouldn't move
from this place. I sure
have met some wonderful people and made a hundred new friends.
Everyone here does a remarkable job.
It's thankless work. I
get into a lot of trouble around here.
They have to watch their backs when I come down the
hall!" He talked
of one employee in particular, Nong Weitzel, the Activity Director.
In 1972, she moved from Thailand to Dripping Springs and has
worked at HCC for the past thirteen years.
Memory said, "If I need something, I know who to go to.
She'll bug someone until I get it.
She's a pain sometimes!"
When asked about Memory, Nong said, "He is a joy to have
around and keeps us on our toes.
He still has a good head on his shoulders."
Then, she explained more about the nursing home, saying,
"Hill Country Care is a non-profit nursing home and belongs to
the community." An annual fund-raiser at The Salt Lick in Driftwood is one
example of many of how the nearby communities support HCC.
The 2002 fund-raiser is scheduled for October 3.
Then, Nong described another kind of community support,
saying, "When Memory came here, we were not equipped with a
gurney for the shower. The
Blue Bonnet Auxiliary helped us out with the adaptive
equipment." Then,
she shared her personal experience at HCC.
"Working here," she said, "I have known so
many generous and wonderful people.
I have learned so much from these folks.
I am humbled." Besides
weekly in-house activities, Memory said that HCC residents were
treated to cookouts and an annual fishing trip to a local stock
tank. He recalled one
fishing trip, saying, "They cast out for me.
I felt the rod move and said, 'I got a bite!'
Nong said, 'What do I do!'
I told her to reel it in.
She got the line so tangled up; we had to cut the line.
The twenty pound fish got away!"
Then, he added, "Of course, the fish gets bigger every
year!"
Putting
his easy humor to work, he said, "I want to tell you about my
alter-ego. It's a
cartoon character of mine called The Quad.
I use humor and satire to depict my life during and after
rehab. I do it to let
people know that life goes on."
Over the years, three female artists helped The Quad achieve
a cartoon life. Memory
explained, "What I do, I tell the artist and she takes my words
and draws it for me." The
first artist to draw The Quad was Nong's daughter, Debbie Weitzel.
Two years later, Erin Smith-Wright drew for him.
Several years later, Stacy Whitley, a certified nurse's aid,
took over the artwork. Each
year since 1996, Trendsetters in Dripping Springs has produced his
twelve favorite cartoons as wall-calendars.
He said, "John
and Jim, owners of Lone Star Paving Company, have been the biggest
support of The Quad and are instrumental in the calendar's printing
each year."
Aside
from his own creativity, he spoke of another healing power, music.
He said, "The first year I was here, I met my friend,
singer and songwriter Beth Williams.
Her music is beautiful.
She wrote and recorded a song called Now.
The song is a good blueprint for life.
It says that life goes on, life is what you make of it, and
be happy where you are now. That's
how I feel about today." He
concluded with "I like that song. It says it all." With
faith, family, friends, and fun in his life, it can be said that
there is nothing incomplete about Memory Long.
Memory is such a inspiration to everyone who knows
him. If you're ever in Dripping Springs, Texas, please
stop by Hill Country Nursing and meet this amazing man. Email Memory
at CLICK
HERE
Or write him
at: Memory
Long C/O Hill Country Care 1501 West
Highway 290 Dripping Springs, Texas 78620
Ph. 512-858-5624
Oda
Lisa
http://odebyoda.com/
Memory's story was written by Oda
Lisa Hernandez and published in
the Wimberley View.
I met Oda Lisa though my friendship with Memory, and over
time, she & I have become friends too. She's
been totally blind since 1995.
When I asked her about it,
and how she's able to surf the Internet, write stories etc,
here's what she had to say:
"My blindness is caused by
Retinitis Pigmentosa(RP), a congenital retinal disease. I
use the computer with the aid of a screen reader, phonetic
software that outputs to a voice synthesizer. My computer's
voice is called "Rocco" and he has a bass, British
accent. Blindness has been the tradeoff between having
visual advantages and having a chance at a fuller
understanding of spiritual matters. I'm not visually
distracted and that is a definite advantage. Blindness is
less of a challenge for me because I trust that God
continually straightens my pathway. That paternal
promise is scriptural. Then more to the point, Scripture
details the ultimate promise, Jesus, who has a miraculous history
of restoring sight and life to humankind. I have full faith
that my physical sight and more will return when I shake off this
earthy body. Therefore, RP is a temporary condition."
What a witness, don't you
think? Memory & Oda Lisa...2 truly amazing people.
To
read more of her poems, CLICK
HERE
You
can Email Oda Lisa at: odalisa@wimberley-tx.com
Here's a poem by Oda Lisa
Hernandez after visiting
Memory in the hospital March '04
When
Memory Met Poet
The noontime
air was cool and sweet, just like the man named Memory,
when Poet
buzzed into the room, with pink and blue hued symmetry.
Memory guarded
his dinner, a platter of enchiladas,
the dragonfly
hovered nearer, fearless that he would be swatted.
Then, Poet
spoke of his hunger, "I'm sick of mosquitoes and such,
I'll protect
you from those gross pests, if I get a bite of your lunch."
So, Memory
shared with Poet, generosity without end.
They feasted
on Mexican food, and became famous, lifelong friends!
To
Memory with all of my love, Oda Lisa
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