John Mc

This is a collection of my thoughts. Some of the thoughts that I once had, I no longer do. Some thoughts I have now I have never had. Yet none shal be discounted. This blog is soley for the enjoyment of the author and the readers. On occasion the views expressed are overly exagerated in order to prove a point. Also there may be a dirty word or thought in some of the posts. Grow up and take this for what it's worth - a blog that barely anyone will ever see.


Post 150: Home(s)

For a long while I have lived in two locations. You have seen my allegiance to both represented on this blog. I have lived in Chicago and Effingham for nearly 2 and a half years of my life. Having grown up in Chicago for majority of my life and the fact that my friends and family reside there, Chicago will always be my home. However, my permanent residence is Effingham. I furthered my career there. I met some awesome people there.
But, as of right now, I don't have a place to call "home." And, yet I have two. For the past week I have been living in Chicagoland and started getting things in order for my eventual move back North. However, when I would refer to Effingham, I would call it home. When in Effingham, I would tell people that I’m moving back home. I soon began to question what the true meaning of the word is. Surely it isn’t just an address. Instead it is a place where you feel welcome. Somewhere comfortable. You have social connections there. Emotional ties run deep at home. The best attributes of humanity are found in a simple four-letter word – home. And I’m lucky enough to have two.
However, due to falsities, I am loosing one of my homes. I am going to be severing ties with some very important people in my life. While I have only known some of them a short while, the social community that I had been a part of in Effingham has meant a lot to me. It always has. A “city” boy from the north coming down to the “country,” surely I wouldn’t be accepted. And while most were leery (and still are) about the term “Chicagoian,” soon you realized that I was just like you. To be invited into your community, friends and families has meant the world to me. I sincerely hope that what we have created together will live on past the distance that will soon be created. Please don’t forget me when I’m gone.
So, as a celebration of our time together, I will be hosting one last bbq for everyone who has played a positive role in my life from the Effingham area. While the date is not set yet, it will be a Saturday and you will soon know when it is.You mean more to me than you will ever know. I am looking forward to one last time.

“Save Tonight”
By: Eagle Eye Cherry

Go on and close the curtains
Cause all we need is candlelight
You and me and a bottle of wine
Going to hold you tonight

Well we know Im going away
And how I wish...wish it werent so
So take this wine and drink with me
Lets delay our misery

Save tonight
And fight the break of dawn
Come tomorrow
Tomorrow Ill be gone

Theres a log on the fire
And it burns like me for you
Tomorrow comes with one desire
To take me away...its true

It aint easy to say goodbye
Darling please dont start to cry
cause girl you know
Ive got to go
Lord I wish it wasnt so

Save tonight
And fight the break of dawn
Come tomorrow
Tomorrow Ill be gone

Tomorrow comes to take me away
I wish that i....that I could stay
Girl you know Ive got to go
Lord I wish it wasnt so

Save tonight
And fight the break of dawn
Come tomorrow
Tomorrow Ill be gone

One last note: I will be taking an internet break for a while. This will give you the chance to catch up with the posts you may have missed, and give me the chance to catch up with some very important people I’m being forced to say good-bye to. Thank you for your understanding and your friendship.


  • At 8:14 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    John, my dear, dear friend...I knew they would do it to you to but it still broke my heart when it happened. It's pretty pathetic when a person lies about you in order to get you fired. But...I will not preach on that here. That's not what this post is about.

    You have been my co-worker, my contemporary, one of "my kids", a member of my staff and my friend. Of all the roles you have played in my life, and the voids you have filled, I value you as friend above all else. I use the term "friend" very sparingly in my vocabulary and here's why. One night not too many days ago, I lay in bed trying to go to sleep and asked myself to define "friend". Being the wordy person that I am, the most succinct definition I came up with was who you know always has your back in any given situation no matter what. You are that person. We've talked before about how in the world a good little 26 year-old, Irish-Catholic boy from the southside of Chicago wound up being best friends with a short, fat, always needing a dye job, 51 year-old, redneck granny from southern illinois. God definitely had a hand in that one! You've ALWAYS "been there" for me. You talked to me on the phone all night long the day I kicked out my former significant asshole other. You knew I was concerned he'd come back with a bullet and yet you made me laugh a hundred times that night. After talking about everything from Seinfeld to deer hunting, but never about the ex, we hung up the phone at 5am. You still had to shave, shower and be at a job you despised at 7:30am. You'd been back in Effingham but a few short days when my water was shut off and I needed a huge deposit to turn it back on and you loaned me money that took me weeks to pay back. You testified for me at my unemployment appeal hearing knowing full well that it would be the last nail in your employment coffin with the Cromwell Radio Group. We battled the memories and the scars of our ex's, corporate office, office politics. You turned me on to "24" (the best show on TV) and I turned you on to road kill. Ok. So maybe you're still not a huge fan of roadkill but you have to admit that was damned good stew! But you are now a huge fan of Willie Nelson. That you cannot deny. If I'd had more time maybe, just maybe, I could have convinced you to match your socks when you wear them. UGGHH!

    I just want you to know that I'm proud and blessed to call you friend. You qualify in every sense of the definition. For all you have been, all that you are and all that you will be to me...Thank you. Til we meet again friend... Take care and God bless.

  • At 1:37 PM, Blogger John Mc. said…


    You are too kind. Thank you for your words. And you are right, we will meet once again.

    -John Mc.


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