" HEP C OUT OF BOUNDS.ORG"

Saturday 11/11/17 Welcome, children of all ages. So many things I could probably run with tonight, but I'll try and keep it centered on a very important birthday celebration. I know there are few that are seriously looking forward to it. To put in plainly, we're here because Lou was born. Men like him don't need statues because they left a footprint. His memory and dreams are alive and well. No one has forgotten. You may try, but you'll never forget. OOB had been around for a bit before I landed there. I could wish I had these beautiful people around me when I tx'd, but for me, it was a road meant to be travelled alone for the most part. Certainly can't exclude my loving wife of all these years, from being a big part of it, but frankly, I've put her through worse.That's a whole other story, that many have read before. Honestly, I still don't know the origin of Out Of Bounds, but I know it was born out of need. I do know from what I've ...

   Saturday Evening Come Join Us  November 11th  2017 We will all be in a  "Live" chat room. and you are cordially invited   Enjoying each others company this Saturday 9:00 p.m. est.    "The OOB COMEDY ROOM  Delphi Forums, celebrating the heavenly birthday of our best friend and mentor to thousands of people that needed help and love, when they were taking the horrific drugs, to hopefully kill the hep c virus.   This man Louis Gene Buratti Jr. missed his real calling as the funniest man on the planet, and he knew it.   Instead he focused on helping as many people as humanly possible. Myself included.   I've only known one other person that shared that magnetic attraction with everyone. His name was "Wolfie"   People followed them, like happy little campers, laughing , so hard it was like being on stage for a bit, just getting to know their personality,  it was a learning experience and...

He's baaaacckkkk. Whatever brain fart my computers had toward the few groups I belong to, seemed to have passed. Whatever, at least part of me feels better. Still feel like chit, this is one nasty virus, seemed to have succeeded keeping it out of my lungs, and therefore survivable. Foggy, cold and dank. Seems out of place, yet really not unusual, part of the city borders Cook Inlet. Bound to get foggy next to salt water, especially after a long rain. Damn, its good to be back. Missing Friday's D.O.S. certainly isn't the end of the world, but it definitely is part of my world. I lovingly give you part of me as often as I'm moved. Blessed with somehow having the right words, at least most of the time. Betting on the fact many live a life full of dragons. That one was a doozy as dragons go. That Dragon gets a capital "D" for a lot of reasons. Life's a giant Whack-A-Mole, but the Dragon taught us Defeat did not exist. Many learned they were not alone an...

Click this tiny number and you will be taken right to our home site, fill out screen name and email.  You Will Love It !     20119.5  in reply to  20119.4                                                                    Hello "OOB" and our readers  thank you for stopping by Ready to relax, write some, and hopefully  re-capture your heart   we are all in the same situation   dealing with the ravages of hep c and cirrhosis. My goodness we have been here forever it seems.  Then again TX (treatment) made so many years  slip by   I have little  recollection of   "Time"    Always been one with little sense of direction  ...

"The Warrior"  Computer Graphics By : Jeyson Roberts Of Canada ( Rat) (TrashCanPoet) 

 

Wednesday and a moon, Jupiter, Spring teasing our souls, the earth feeling a bit restless, it's inhabitants , many have eyes wide open, on the lookout, with a gleam of speculation...the kind found in an old souls knowing eyes, and a sprinkle of trepidation, from the salt in the wounds, a wind of uncertainty whistles by....and small blue flowers, like old friends stop by to remind you...of endurance and faith. None of this is invalid, the only thing that is , fills each of us so often we might forget to notice! So many here, keep holding each other up, giving hope, information, inspiration, thoughts, prayers, and the sun, the rain, dirt that sprouts a cold seed....into green life...these things are always around us. The ones who love are still sharing it, and the ones who are hiding their pain are feeling the whisper of a caring wind. So many of us choose to take the time to connect, learn, love pray and vent freely in this place of sharing and hope...it is a microcosm of the worl...

Grateful to be alive "OOB"  All My Love.  To You....Kathi