The Leroy Of My Dreams
Today was picture day. I went through hundreds of old photos.
A long and winding road of snapshots that made up some of Leroy's life. Great times with friends. Birthdays he shared with my sister. Images of him hunkered down in the jungles of Central America or in the sand of Operation Desert Storm, dressed in camouflage and looking beat.
There was the shot of him at the door leaving for work. It wasn't just any old day. It was his first day back to ABC and" Nightline" following his colon cancer surgery. The first day of the rest of his life.
But the best pictures were from our Halloween parties. His costumes were legend.
Gumby. The six-foot five version. He spent the day in the garage cutting out the Styrofoam shape and painting it green.
There were the Linda Tripp and Janet Reno years. Those meant trips to Bloomingdales, to the "full-figured woman's department" to buy two 22 wide navy blue suits. Something "slimming."
I remember he really didn't want to wear the pearls, but I convinced him it completed the outfits and softened those size 13 sneakers he had on.
He worked for days on the Dolly the Sheep costume. We still have Dolly's mask.
The pictures from Maui are my favorites. He looks strong and tan and rested.
That's the Leroy of my dreams.
-- Laurie
7:00 AM ET | 08-22-2008 | permalink
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