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Date:Sat, 13 Oct 2001 13:22:57 -0700 (PDT)



-----Original Message-----
From: Sonny Loria [mailto:sonny.loria@lightyearcapital.com]
Sent: Friday, October 12, 2001 10:45 AM
To: Andre Almeida (E-mail); Bill Bain (E-mail); Dario Facca (E-mail);
Darren Grelowski (E-mail); Gene Roy Loria (E-mail); Jeff Shafer
(E-mail); Kevin Kelm (E-mail); Rohn Meyer (E-mail); Sasha Blaskovich
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Subject: FW: Let's see if you send this back




-----Original Message-----
From: John Landry [mailto:westbeat@home.com]
Sent: Thursday, October 11, 2001 8:50 PM
To: Undisclosed-Recipient:;
Subject: Let's see if you send this back


<----- Original Message -----
<From: Jessica Abraham
<Sent: Wednesday, September 19, 2001 9:05 PM
<Subject: Lets see if you send this back
<
<
<Lets see if you send this back
<
<One day when I was a freshman in high school, I saw
<a kid from my class was walking home from school. His
<name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his
<books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring
<home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a
<nerd."
<I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football
<game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I
<shrugged my shoulders and went on.
<As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward
<him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his
<arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses
<went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten
<feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible
<sadness in his eyes.
<My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and
<as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw
<a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said,
<"Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives." He looked at me
<and
<said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of
<those smiles that showed real gratitude.
<I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where
<he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him
<why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school
<before now.
<I would have never hung out with a private school kid
<before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some
<of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I
<asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my
<friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the
<more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my
<friends thought the same of him.
<Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the
<huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said,
<"Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles
<with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed and
<handed me half the books.
<Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best
<friends. When we were seniors, we began to think
<about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
<was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be
<friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He
<was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business
<on a football scholarship.
<Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the
<time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
<I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and
<speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He
<was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He
<filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
<He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
<Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
<Today was one of those days. I could see that he was
<nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back
<and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me
<with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks,"
<he
<said.
<As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and
<began. "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped
<you make it through those tough years. Your parents,
<your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly
<your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a
<friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I
<am going to tell you a story."
<I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the
<story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill
<himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had
<cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was
carrying his stuff home.
<He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
<"Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from
<doing the unspeakable."
<I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy
<told
<us all about his weakest moment. I saw
<his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same
<grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
<Never underestimate the power of your actions. With
<one small gesture you can change a person's life. For
<better or for worse.
<God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another
<in some way.
<Look for God in others.
<You now have two choices, you can:
<1) Pass this on to your friends or
<2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your
<heart.
<As you can see, I took choice number 1. "Friends are
<angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have
<trouble remembering how to fly."
<There is no beginning or end..Yesterday is history.
<Tomorrow is mystery. Today is a gift.
<It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends
<how much you care. Send this to everyone you
<consider a FRIEND. If it comes back to you, then
<you'll know you have a circle of friends.
<WHEN YOU RECEIVE THIS LETTER, YOU'RE REQUESTED TO SEND IT TO AT LEAST
<10
<PEOPLE, INCLUDING THE PERSON WHO SENT
<IT TO YOU.

John Landry
Westbeat Music Promotions
www.westbeatdj.com