A Thread for Roger

Holiday Spirit of Roger 2011

My philosophy  for my siblings especially Roger this holiday enlightents the dreams of the under priviledged and poverty and lessens the ambitions of our perceptions.  We sent Xmas-cards to Roger and have treasured the relationship we have with each other .  Just finished typing an e-mail to Roger and appreciate the space and individuality.  What he may lack elementally and what he could not fathom before only leaves him room to grow and to be suprised by the good qualities still to be uncovered for his future!

In Living Color, something goes right..

I am so amazed today.  My most recent e-mail with Roger sends me into a delight only a sibling can feel when hope and faith reunites a special person.  My brother is a teacher and has been invited to share some of his knowlege base with fellow inmates.  His textiles  experience with fabric and interlining brings his nature back to what he does best, but he has gained some insight with others and other s with him.  My step back and step forward was  to envision the personal changes of the man, my brother coming of age and finding  out who he really is.  I have to say trust , changes and the mystery of integrity is never an easy fight but it evens out fate and bring us back to our own choices and the weighted responsibility it burdens us with.  Life now guides him and and now it is time for me to move forward and let him stride.  Thank you for the belief ,faith and burden you carried for me and I will always be there for you.  Shelly :)

Roger's Anticipated Release 2012

Yeah; Good News & NYC Reminder for Roger.  My last e-mail with Roger was good and happy celebration for release in the Spring of 2012.  I can't wait  to visit him before his release.  The weather was snowy and wet since our last conversation and his thoughts are surprisingly inspiring to me on the outside.  His concerns were work and reinventing himself in NYC...I hope Manhattan welcomes him back to a better work environment and innovative programs for a new begining!  His insight is what I miss  the most.  His depth to his values has increased a personal awareness only he can share with others.  You know he may after all believe in God and not the money conquest.

Take care all.. shelly

 

Bithday Hummmmm.

My daughter Alexandra went with me into a Hallmark Card Store to purchase a birthday card for Roger and we had quite a venture in selecting the right tone and mood for a Birthday wish.  After about a 1/2 hour, we eventually agreed upon a family card and made our purchase.

Another e-mail to Roger on his Birthday and it was bitter sweet.  He got a welcomed visitor in Pennsylvaina from someone endearing and it made his day.  We as a family sent him a birthday card which arrived on time and he is growing deeper emotionally and mentally.  His anticipation and mine on coming home is tremendous.  We can't wait..we hope to visit him  before X-mas..  Thanks for being my brother R.

Conversations with Roger

I spoke with Roger today via e-mail..sometimes I cannot contain the feeling of "I miss you" but he sounds good and is in a healthy disposition.  Just wanted everyone to know what you say and feel sometimes is integrated in a deep abyss of emotion..But I smile and he smiles everday waiting for his freedom..

Roger's Thread went to incarceration...the confession of an ambitious decision..

 

 

Workaholics are not all perfect..Families do suffer the cost of quality ambiguous to ambition and desperate measures.  What happens when the cost of quality betrays you to a bad decision.  GUILTY by accountability because you were in a dream so big it made you gullible to perception.

Yes,  integrity is  a console of the past but still lingers in my heart and mental intellect as  my  inner circle of friends and family  have written a hundred letters of morale but not enough to escape a sentence. 

"Weeping like the weeping willow  tree of love" , this thread commands a traumatic change of lifestyle and health to reinforce  the principal of my free will and community support.  An ambitious decision in the hands of the justice system.   An error that cannot be retracted, now heartbreakinly a sorrow of reform, Please hear my cry and give me  inner strenght to sustain the trauma of a cell and maybe a year's worth of time or an expensive lawyer with a 2 week suspension and house arrest.   Suspicions now branded against my chest, my business role and ethics now subjected to judgement of all.  What am I to conclude, not to jest, but to break down the barriers of my stubborn nature and pride and inhibit a change to my consciouness.  Sensitivity, and courage are traits to hold on to for there will be light at the end of the tunnell..so I whisper to time now..Free me and hinder me not for my heart is wiser to myself and my family..

Still a  citizen of the United States where my honor may be shredded, a flag I must still represent, bridges to cross and a parole to witness, my brutal ways lost but unsure of the future and what work will represent..One day at a time to face and overcome my anger and extreme behavior, lost in a cell, facing my troubles, hence I  must face my own truths and administer a change.  

Imagine-Imagine-inside the head of a dearly beloved brother!  

"I have a Dream" : was the famous words of Martin Luther King, here in America..The sleeper has awakened..Let the dreamer live and abandon the thinking of a corrupt scene..Never thought the civil rights movement would touch my life.  I guess this is my Tennessee story!  This is not an insult to those who have faced a history but a salvage for the next generations of free souls.

 

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Imagine a Dream

What inspires you in life? What makes you want to reach for the stars and do something truly extraordinary?

You know it used to be and in some ways and still is money, but sincerely humility and humbleness to others is a blessing in disguise. It's an extraordinary feeling to touch and be touched by each other.

The NYC Garment District Memory

 
This is a short story of my mother, Sharon, not an immigrant mother but a mother whose hobby of sewing began in the Caribbean and  gave us cherished memories our many family lunches and dinners, a  true blessing.  She still repairs our zippers and buttons from time to time. This is a story of my brother, Roger ,who went to school at the Fashion Institute  of Technoloy in NYC and still operates in the textile industry in Manhattan.  This is a story of my own garment district experience  and survival in the Big Apple state of New York.  I successfully paid my way through school working with small business firms in the district  15 years ago.  It has been my fortune and responsibility to pay back my student loans upon my graduation.  We have all been sworn in as citizens of America or the USA for over 15+ years. Our struggle of internship and gruelling hours of service  over a lifetime span of mother and father never imagined how the future could be inspired. We sincerely thank The American Red Cross for our  "marvel" selection of  distintive and  beautiful  furniture.  We live and share a cherished dream with so many changing our reflective mirrors to modern day society,  shrinking the  "maytar."  None will tell you how to acheive a goal!

The Singer Machine was the prototype model of what my mother used to pattern women scarves and home-made dresses and repairs like zippers & buttons.  My brother sells fabrics and interlining in the downtown textiles segment of the Garment District. 

I have selected two service ideas of fabric, such as the lace collar with buttons and the boys tie.  They are  so tailored and graceful, the look  features the spirit of innovation and  comformity for many.

  My thoughts of Hatti's collapse beckoned me to suggest aid in this area by donations to surviving small business and government so they can revive and start their own backyard garment salvage programs.  Of course the necessity for roofing, hygeine and flooring is a first priority.

 

For the hopelessness and abandoned, not pity, a prayer to St. Jude.  http://www.catholic.org/saints/saint.php?saint_id=127

 

   

Historically, New York City Garment District pattern makers were skilled workers.  Patterns are design copies outlining a garment's dimensions of Length and Width to the body.  It is intricate the mechanical and technical abilities.  This field is now a science filled with complex engineering and somtimes creative art experience.

 

Here are some basic sample tools for the pattern maker...