Louise Marie Pomrenke Memorial

Still trying to recuperate from COVID, Epileptic Gran-mal seizures, and severe hypertension and anxiety with life-threatening high (systolic) blood pressure, as well as a chronic microvascular disease-related stroke to the left temporal side of my brain, causing impairment to the language/short-term memory, and intermittent otal paralysis from the right side of my neck, down my entire right leg to my calf, leaving just the feeling in my right ankle and foot, and it's that Go...d-aweful " pins-and-needles/pregnancy leg cramp" pain from the depths of Hell itself. God give me patience, please And I'm sorry for my anger, But thank you for it, it's my strongest asset. It literally keeps me alert, and alive, And especially STRONG Just like my Irish-Cherokee beloved Mama, who could do an Irish Jig and an Indian War Dance at the same time, and the skies would open up, the clouds explode with thunder, and rain would pour down on a June 25th San Diego day ( my birthday) I'm chanelling your anger & amazing strength, Mama. Thank you for that, See more

My Weezer would be a grandma soon. We always looked forward to being grandmas God I wish she were here to share this joy...My Weezer would be a grandma soon. We always looked forward to being grandmas God I wish she were here to share this joy...

#flashbacksaturdaywtf Flashback is absolutely correct too. September 28th, 1978 9:02 am Boundary Street in North Park... The Summer of Seventy eight, and I had just turned sixteen years old. Certain songs from this Summer will take me right back to that hot morning daydreaming and spacing out the panoramic window of my advanced literature class tuning out a lecture Mr. Krill was telling about " The Scarlett Letter" that bored me and my classmate Suzanne Ballestrerri who had a birds eye view of and were watching two very different airplanes, a large PSA Boeing 727 airliner with the smiling face clearly painted on the cockpit, and a small Cessna personal aircraft with a two-person capacity flying unusually close together in the flight path of Lindberg Field ( Now San Diego International Airport) that went directly over our high school.... "When a Boeing 727 airliner with the usually cheerful popular smile on the front of it is screaming straight toward you at 500 mph and you run for your life toward home with the fear of God struck in you, only to find the most gruesome horrors when you get there that it still gives me night terrors to this day when loud airplanes go overhead. And I live in wildfire country with the fire retardant aircraft constantly overhead. I've had to call suicidal hotlines to get some kind soul to help me stop a flashback, even though I'm not suicidal. I treasure life and enjoy the Hell out of it too much. And I realize the true fragility of it specifically because of this. That's one of the blessings I have found in this life-altering event I experienced when I was sixteen"

My Badass Hero Weezer was the star pitcher for the Navy and this photo was taken by her mother Carol when Weezer pitched for the Navy in the All Armed Forces Championships in Memphis TN Photo Credit: Carol Pomrenke