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-----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 (E-mail); John Landry (E-mail) 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
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