Dear Marsha: 'I'm so glad we had this time together..........'

[FlakeNoir]

Dear SKMB community,

I have been struggling with what to say to you, I think I’d sort-of convinced myself over the years that these last days would never come. How very selfish of me, I keep thinking of the Happy Prince and the little bird in the children’s story… ‘Swallow… Swallow, little Swallow, will you not stay with me just one more night?” We all know how that ended.

“Opopanax” This is what brought me to the SKMB back in 2004. I was reading the Dark Tower Series for the first time and I came upon that word and said out-loud to myself, “Stephen, now you’re just making shiit up!”
I was basically computer illiterate, we were on dial-up and somehow the planets aligned and I made it through the fog (my complete lack of internet knowledge) to find this long thread of Stephen King discussion.
Being fully unaware of message board protocol, I of course thought that I would immediately be able to just ask Stephen “What the hey, man?”
Enter Marsha… we don’t really do that round here.

In the early days of the MB I met many people, some of who(m) are still here. Others I wish dearly still were… we had ourselves so many very good times. (One of the earliest memories I have is when Deej asked me if a) we had McDonalds in New Zealand and b) if I lived in a mud hut. )
There is so much I can’t say about who I was back then and what I was coming from, but I can tell you that through a journey of being given opportunities to be useful and productive and to be part of a wonderful team and to be shown that someone had faith and trust in me, it allowed me to trust and to have faith in others.
Through Beta Testing and Moderating, I’ve learned that the world is actually a pretty good place to be… and I have felt loved.
Marsha, (Moderator) thank you—I can never properly explain to you what you’ve done for me.

Jordan, at first you scared the crap out of me. (I’m pretty sure I went running to Marsha when you first tried to help me sign in to the very first threaded MB, “There is a strange man emailing me!” “Oh yeah, he’s okay, that’s our webmaster.” I didn’t even know what one of those was! )
I remember saying to him that I didn’t think I’d be any good at testing a new site because of my lack of computer and site knowledge, he said “that’s okay, we want to be able to test the site against all levels of ability.” I knew which end of the spectrum he was aiming at with me!
Jordan you’ve taught me so much and I am ever grateful for those teachings and for your friendship too.

I would like to thank my fellow moderator friends, Dana Jean and Tery. We spent many years doing what we loved to do after-hours. It was sometimes really tough, but because we had each other and Marsha backing us up... it made it all worthwhile. Bonds have been forged during those times that will never be broken. I cannot express enough gratitude for what I have gained through working with you.

The MB has kept moving on with time, so much time and so seemingly quickly. (sigh) I’ve learned new skills here which have crossed over into my offline life, I got a job off-site and so couldn’t be here quite so much anymore, but I have made so many strong friendships that I cherish and hope to stay connected with.

One last thing, it’s probably not going to work, but it’s worth a crack.

Stephen… many years ago on each and every birthday you celebrated here on the MB, I would write you a poem, or sing you a song or some other endearing (lol) little birthday treat, and at the end I would always tell you that I loved you… but not in that way.

So, (you see where I’m going here?) I thought, just maybe… you’ve been offended for goodness sake, all these years and I’ve just been hurting your feelings! So when Marsha decided to retire, you thought… ‘Well, fk it… Flakes doesn’t love me in that way, why would I bother to keep the MB open?!’

[big theatrical sigh]

You see, I’m older now. Back then, I was really young (lol) and well, it would have seemed ridiculous.

Okay, here goes.

“Stephen Edwin King, if you agree to leave this message board open after June 30th (that’s next Tuesday, in case you have your face in a new book) then I, FlakeNoir of New Zealand, will promise to love you…. In that way.


Did it work?

 

[Edward John]

Dear SKMB community,

I have been struggling with what to say to you, I think I’d sort-of convinced myself over the years that these last days would never come. How very selfish of me, I keep thinking of the Happy Prince and the little bird in the children’s story… ‘Swallow… Swallow, little Swallow, will you not stay with me just one more night?” We all know how that ended.

“Opopanax” This is what brought me to the SKMB back in 2004. I was reading the Dark Tower Series for the first time and I came upon that word and said out-loud to myself, “Stephen, now you’re just making shiit up!”
I was basically computer illiterate, we were on dial-up and somehow the planets aligned and I made it through the fog (my complete lack of internet knowledge) to find this long thread of Stephen King discussion.
Being fully unaware of message board protocol, I of course thought that I would immediately be able to just ask Stephen “What the hey, man?”
Enter Marsha… we don’t really do that round here.

In the early days of the MB I met many people, some of who(m) are still here. Others I wish dearly still were… we had ourselves so many very good times. (One of the earliest memories I have is when Deej asked me if a) we had McDonalds in New Zealand and b) if I lived in a mud hut. )
There is so much I can’t say about who I was back then and what I was coming from, but I can tell you that through a journey of being given opportunities to be useful and productive and to be part of a wonderful team and to be shown that someone had faith and trust in me, it allowed me to trust and to have faith in others.
Through Beta Testing and Moderating, I’ve learned that the world is actually a pretty good place to be… and I have felt loved.
Marsha, (Moderator) thank you—I can never properly explain to you what you’ve done for me.

Jordan, at first you scared the crap out of me. (I’m pretty sure I went running to Marsha when you first tried to help me sign in to the very first threaded MB, “There is a strange man emailing me!” “Oh yeah, he’s okay, that’s our webmaster.” I didn’t even know what one of those was! )
I remember saying to him that I didn’t think I’d be any good at testing a new site because of my lack of computer and site knowledge, he said “that’s okay, we want to be able to test the site against all levels of ability.” I knew which end of the spectrum he was aiming at with me!
Jordan you’ve taught me so much and I am ever grateful for those teachings and for your friendship too.

I would like to thank my fellow moderator friends, Dana Jean and Tery. We spent many years doing what we loved to do after-hours. It was sometimes really tough, but because we had each other and Marsha backing us up... it made it all worthwhile. Bonds have been forged during those times that will never be broken. I cannot express enough gratitude for what I have gained through working with you.

The MB has kept moving on with time, so much time and so seemingly quickly. (sigh) I’ve learned new skills here which have crossed over into my offline life, I got a job off-site and so couldn’t be here quite so much anymore, but I have made so many strong friendships that I cherish and hope to stay connected with.

One last thing, it’s probably not going to work, but it’s worth a crack.

Stephen… many years ago on each and every birthday you celebrated here on the MB, I would write you a poem, or sing you a song or some other endearing (lol) little birthday treat, and at the end I would always tell you that I loved you… but not in that way.

So, (you see where I’m going here?) I thought, just maybe… you’ve been offended for goodness sake, all these years and I’ve just been hurting your feelings! So when Marsha decided to retire, you thought… ‘Well, fk it… Flakes doesn’t love me in that way, why would I bother to keep the MB open?!’

[big theatrical sigh]

You see, I’m older now. Back then, I was really young (lol) and well, it would have seemed ridiculous.

Okay, here goes.

“Stephen Edwin King, if you agree to leave this message board open after June 30th (that’s next Tuesday, in case you have your face in a new book) then I, FlakeNoir of New Zealand, will promise to love you…. In that way.


Did it work?

BHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA That last line was excellent, as was the whole thing. Great post!

 

[DiO'Bolic]

Dear SKMB community,

I have been struggling with what to say to you, I think I’d sort-of convinced myself over the years that these last days would never come. How very selfish of me, I keep thinking of the Happy Prince and the little bird in the children’s story… ‘Swallow… Swallow, little Swallow, will you not stay with me just one more night?” We all know how that ended.

“Opopanax” This is what brought me to the SKMB back in 2004. I was reading the Dark Tower Series for the first time and I came upon that word and said out-loud to myself, “Stephen, now you’re just making shiit up!”
I was basically computer illiterate, we were on dial-up and somehow the planets aligned and I made it through the fog (my complete lack of internet knowledge) to find this long thread of Stephen King discussion.
Being fully unaware of message board protocol, I of course thought that I would immediately be able to just ask Stephen “What the hey, man?”
Enter Marsha… we don’t really do that round here.

In the early days of the MB I met many people, some of who(m) are still here. Others I wish dearly still were… we had ourselves so many very good times. (One of the earliest memories I have is when Deej asked me if a) we had McDonalds in New Zealand and b) if I lived in a mud hut. )
There is so much I can’t say about who I was back then and what I was coming from, but I can tell you that through a journey of being given opportunities to be useful and productive and to be part of a wonderful team and to be shown that someone had faith and trust in me, it allowed me to trust and to have faith in others.
Through Beta Testing and Moderating, I’ve learned that the world is actually a pretty good place to be… and I have felt loved.
Marsha, (Moderator) thank you—I can never properly explain to you what you’ve done for me.

Jordan, at first you scared the crap out of me. (I’m pretty sure I went running to Marsha when you first tried to help me sign in to the very first threaded MB, “There is a strange man emailing me!” “Oh yeah, he’s okay, that’s our webmaster.” I didn’t even know what one of those was! )
I remember saying to him that I didn’t think I’d be any good at testing a new site because of my lack of computer and site knowledge, he said “that’s okay, we want to be able to test the site against all levels of ability.” I knew which end of the spectrum he was aiming at with me!
Jordan you’ve taught me so much and I am ever grateful for those teachings and for your friendship too.

I would like to thank my fellow moderator friends, Dana Jean and Tery. We spent many years doing what we loved to do after-hours. It was sometimes really tough, but because we had each other and Marsha backing us up... it made it all worthwhile. Bonds have been forged during those times that will never be broken. I cannot express enough gratitude for what I have gained through working with you.

The MB has kept moving on with time, so much time and so seemingly quickly. (sigh) I’ve learned new skills here which have crossed over into my offline life, I got a job off-site and so couldn’t be here quite so much anymore, but I have made so many strong friendships that I cherish and hope to stay connected with.

One last thing, it’s probably not going to work, but it’s worth a crack.

Stephen… many years ago on each and every birthday you celebrated here on the MB, I would write you a poem, or sing you a song or some other endearing (lol) little birthday treat, and at the end I would always tell you that I loved you… but not in that way.

So, (you see where I’m going here?) I thought, just maybe… you’ve been offended for goodness sake, all these years and I’ve just been hurting your feelings! So when Marsha decided to retire, you thought… ‘Well, fk it… Flakes doesn’t love me in that way, why would I bother to keep the MB open?!’

[big theatrical sigh]

You see, I’m older now. Back then, I was really young (lol) and well, it would have seemed ridiculous.

Okay, here goes.

“Stephen Edwin King, if you agree to leave this message board open after June 30th (that’s next Tuesday, in case you have your face in a new book) then I, FlakeNoir of New Zealand, will promise to love you…. In that way.


Did it work?

I’m really diggin' these epitaphs. Flakes gets a 9.8 out of 10. But after a few months I’ll forget each and every one of you

... or not.

 

[Dana Jean]

Dear SKMB community,

I have been struggling with what to say to you, I think I’d sort-of convinced myself over the years that these last days would never come. How very selfish of me, I keep thinking of the Happy Prince and the little bird in the children’s story… ‘Swallow… Swallow, little Swallow, will you not stay with me just one more night?” We all know how that ended.

“Opopanax” This is what brought me to the SKMB back in 2004. I was reading the Dark Tower Series for the first time and I came upon that word and said out-loud to myself, “Stephen, now you’re just making shiit up!”
I was basically computer illiterate, we were on dial-up and somehow the planets aligned and I made it through the fog (my complete lack of internet knowledge) to find this long thread of Stephen King discussion.
Being fully unaware of message board protocol, I of course thought that I would immediately be able to just ask Stephen “What the hey, man?”
Enter Marsha… we don’t really do that round here.

In the early days of the MB I met many people, some of who(m) are still here. Others I wish dearly still were… we had ourselves so many very good times. (One of the earliest memories I have is when Deej asked me if a) we had McDonalds in New Zealand and b) if I lived in a mud hut. )
There is so much I can’t say about who I was back then and what I was coming from, but I can tell you that through a journey of being given opportunities to be useful and productive and to be part of a wonderful team and to be shown that someone had faith and trust in me, it allowed me to trust and to have faith in others.
Through Beta Testing and Moderating, I’ve learned that the world is actually a pretty good place to be… and I have felt loved.
Marsha, (Moderator) thank you—I can never properly explain to you what you’ve done for me.

Jordan, at first you scared the crap out of me. (I’m pretty sure I went running to Marsha when you first tried to help me sign in to the very first threaded MB, “There is a strange man emailing me!” “Oh yeah, he’s okay, that’s our webmaster.” I didn’t even know what one of those was! )
I remember saying to him that I didn’t think I’d be any good at testing a new site because of my lack of computer and site knowledge, he said “that’s okay, we want to be able to test the site against all levels of ability.” I knew which end of the spectrum he was aiming at with me!
Jordan you’ve taught me so much and I am ever grateful for those teachings and for your friendship too.

I would like to thank my fellow moderator friends, Dana Jean and Tery. We spent many years doing what we loved to do after-hours. It was sometimes really tough, but because we had each other and Marsha backing us up... it made it all worthwhile. Bonds have been forged during those times that will never be broken. I cannot express enough gratitude for what I have gained through working with you.

The MB has kept moving on with time, so much time and so seemingly quickly. (sigh) I’ve learned new skills here which have crossed over into my offline life, I got a job off-site and so couldn’t be here quite so much anymore, but I have made so many strong friendships that I cherish and hope to stay connected with.

One last thing, it’s probably not going to work, but it’s worth a crack.

Stephen… many years ago on each and every birthday you celebrated here on the MB, I would write you a poem, or sing you a song or some other endearing (lol) little birthday treat, and at the end I would always tell you that I loved you… but not in that way.

So, (you see where I’m going here?) I thought, just maybe… you’ve been offended for goodness sake, all these years and I’ve just been hurting your feelings! So when Marsha decided to retire, you thought… ‘Well, fk it… Flakes doesn’t love me in that way, why would I bother to keep the MB open?!’

[big theatrical sigh]

You see, I’m older now. Back then, I was really young (lol) and well, it would have seemed ridiculous.

Okay, here goes.

“Stephen Edwin King, if you agree to leave this message board open after June 30th (that’s next Tuesday, in case you have your face in a new book) then I, FlakeNoir of New Zealand, will promise to love you…. In that way.


Did it work?

Fantastic! So perfectly Flakers.

 

[Spideyman]

Dear SKMB community,

I have been struggling with what to say to you, I think I’d sort-of convinced myself over the years that these last days would never come. How very selfish of me, I keep thinking of the Happy Prince and the little bird in the children’s story… ‘Swallow… Swallow, little Swallow, will you not stay with me just one more night?” We all know how that ended.

“Opopanax” This is what brought me to the SKMB back in 2004. I was reading the Dark Tower Series for the first time and I came upon that word and said out-loud to myself, “Stephen, now you’re just making shiit up!”
I was basically computer illiterate, we were on dial-up and somehow the planets aligned and I made it through the fog (my complete lack of internet knowledge) to find this long thread of Stephen King discussion.
Being fully unaware of message board protocol, I of course thought that I would immediately be able to just ask Stephen “What the hey, man?”
Enter Marsha… we don’t really do that round here.

In the early days of the MB I met many people, some of who(m) are still here. Others I wish dearly still were… we had ourselves so many very good times. (One of the earliest memories I have is when Deej asked me if a) we had McDonalds in New Zealand and b) if I lived in a mud hut. )
There is so much I can’t say about who I was back then and what I was coming from, but I can tell you that through a journey of being given opportunities to be useful and productive and to be part of a wonderful team and to be shown that someone had faith and trust in me, it allowed me to trust and to have faith in others.
Through Beta Testing and Moderating, I’ve learned that the world is actually a pretty good place to be… and I have felt loved.
Marsha, (Moderator) thank you—I can never properly explain to you what you’ve done for me.

Jordan, at first you scared the crap out of me. (I’m pretty sure I went running to Marsha when you first tried to help me sign in to the very first threaded MB, “There is a strange man emailing me!” “Oh yeah, he’s okay, that’s our webmaster.” I didn’t even know what one of those was! )
I remember saying to him that I didn’t think I’d be any good at testing a new site because of my lack of computer and site knowledge, he said “that’s okay, we want to be able to test the site against all levels of ability.” I knew which end of the spectrum he was aiming at with me!
Jordan you’ve taught me so much and I am ever grateful for those teachings and for your friendship too.

I would like to thank my fellow moderator friends, Dana Jean and Tery. We spent many years doing what we loved to do after-hours. It was sometimes really tough, but because we had each other and Marsha backing us up... it made it all worthwhile. Bonds have been forged during those times that will never be broken. I cannot express enough gratitude for what I have gained through working with you.

The MB has kept moving on with time, so much time and so seemingly quickly. (sigh) I’ve learned new skills here which have crossed over into my offline life, I got a job off-site and so couldn’t be here quite so much anymore, but I have made so many strong friendships that I cherish and hope to stay connected with.

One last thing, it’s probably not going to work, but it’s worth a crack.

Stephen… many years ago on each and every birthday you celebrated here on the MB, I would write you a poem, or sing you a song or some other endearing (lol) little birthday treat, and at the end I would always tell you that I loved you… but not in that way.

So, (you see where I’m going here?) I thought, just maybe… you’ve been offended for goodness sake, all these years and I’ve just been hurting your feelings! So when Marsha decided to retire, you thought… ‘Well, fk it… Flakes doesn’t love me in that way, why would I bother to keep the MB open?!’

[big theatrical sigh]

You see, I’m older now. Back then, I was really young (lol) and well, it would have seemed ridiculous.

Okay, here goes.

“Stephen Edwin King, if you agree to leave this message board open after June 30th (that’s next Tuesday, in case you have your face in a new book) then I, FlakeNoir of New Zealand, will promise to love you…. In that way.


Did it work?

Dear FlakeNoir -- memories-- going to need more than one box of tissues!!

 

[mal]

I don't want to be the last guy at the party although, in my youth, I'd be that one drunk who is still there after everyone else has left and the host just wants to get to bed.
Thanks again for the laughs and silliness and camaraderie. Good luck to all getting through this crazy year. Let's hope things settle down a bit and we all learn something. Hopefully we'll come out of this better than we were.
All the best to all the best!
Thank you Mister Stephen King for allowing this place to exist and for all the years of most excellent entertainment.
Peace, Love, Happiness and Rainbows.

Good-bye all, mal

 

[DiO'Bolic]

I don't want to be the last guy at the party although, in my youth, I'd be that one drunk who is still there after everyone else has left and the host just wants to get to bed.
Thanks again for the laughs and silliness and camaraderie. Good luck to all getting through this crazy year. Let's hope things settle down a bit and we all learn something. Hopefully we'll come out of this better than we were.
All the best to all the best!
Thank you Mister Stephen King for allowing this place to exist and for all the years of most excellent entertainment.
Peace, Love, Happiness and Rainbows.

Good-bye all, mal

(Hmmm... was that '5' an old girlfriend who still holds a grudge? )

 

[Spideyman]

Happy Trails
Roy Rogers, Dale Evans

Some trails are happy ones,
Others are blue.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts,
Here's a happy one for you.
Happy trails to you,
Until we meet again.
Happy trails to you,
Keep smiling until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song, and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you,
Until we meet again.

 

[fljoe0]

I don't want to be the last guy at the party although, in my youth, I'd be that one drunk who is still there after everyone else has left and the host just wants to get to bed.
Thanks again for the laughs and silliness and camaraderie. Good luck to all getting through this crazy year. Let's hope things settle down a bit and we all learn something. Hopefully we'll come out of this better than we were.
All the best to all the best!
Thank you Mister Stephen King for allowing this place to exist and for all the years of most excellent entertainment.
Peace, Love, Happiness and Rainbows.

Good-bye all, mal

You were that guy I'd find sleeping on the floor when I got up the next morning after a party.

 

[Dana Jean]

You were that guy I'd find sleeping on the floor when I got up the next morning after a party.

The one with an erect dancing penis drawn on his face with a sharpie.

 

[fljoe0]

The one with an erect dancing penis drawn on his face with a sharpie.

I had a friend that we wrote stuff all over his back. At the top I put, "Don't tell this guy we wrote on his back" and others added other stuff. His back was covered in witty sayings. Anyway, he went to the pool the next day with no idea he had writing all over his back and NO ONE TOLD HIM. It was hilarious. My friend, however, was not amused when he found out.

 

[Dana Jean]

I had a friend that we wrote stuff all over his back. At the top I put, "Don't tell this guy we wrote on his back" and others added other stuff. His back was covered in witty sayings. Anyway, he went to the pool the next day with no idea he had writing all over his back and NO ONE TOLD HIM. It was hilarious. My friend, however, was not amused when he found out.

I love this! This makes me laugh so hard because we did sh*t like this too! What are friends for, right?

 

[Out of Order]

I had a friend that we wrote stuff all over his back. At the top I put, "Don't tell this guy we wrote on his back" and others added other stuff. His back was covered in witty sayings. Anyway, he went to the pool the next day with no idea he had writing all over his back and NO ONE TOLD HIM. It was hilarious. My friend, however, was not amused when he found out.

Took me forever to get that crap off my back...

 

[Dana Jean]

Took me forever to get that crap off my back...

 

[fljoe0]

Took me forever to get that crap off my back...

It was bad. It was the late 70s or early 80s before water soluble products (probably the old Marks A Lot markers). I think it took 3 days to get completely off.

 

[Edward John]

I had a friend that we wrote stuff all over his back. At the top I put, "Don't tell this guy we wrote on his back" and others added other stuff. His back was covered in witty sayings. Anyway, he went to the pool the next day with no idea he had writing all over his back and NO ONE TOLD HIM. It was hilarious. My friend, however, was not amused when he found out.

Apologies Joe ... I might have told Order ...

 

[cat in a bag]

It was bad. It was the late 70s or early 80s before water soluble products (probably the old Marks A Lot markers). I think it took 3 days to get completely off.

Oh my gosh. Just reading Marks A Lot and I could smell it. We used those on the farm during harvest time to write the numbers on manilla colored pieces of not quite cardboard, but thicker than paper...each farm got #s from the dumps to identify who was dumping, and keep track of weight, tare, all that good stuff, so we used those markers to put the numbers on the cardboard and then taped them to the box of the trucks.

Hadn't thought about that in a LONG ole time!

 

[fljoe0]

Oh my gosh. Just reading Marks A Lot and I could smell it. We used those on the farm during harvest time to write the numbers on manilla colored pieces of not quite cardboard, but thicker than paper...each farm got #s from the dumps to identify who was dumping, and keep track of weight, tare, all that good stuff, so we used those markers to put the numbers on the cardboard and then taped them to the box of the trucks.

Hadn't thought about that in a LONG ole time!

Plus it's really hard to wash ink off your back (when you are single) .

 

[Edward John]

Man ... it just hit me ... the boards is actually going to be done ...

 

[fushingfeef]

The spirit that made this board a community will always live on in our hearts and minds. Just as SK's stories have brought us all together, we share a common bond that goes beyond a mere website. (If you can't tell, I'm trying to stay positive about this!)