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v/s Harrisburg Stampede May 25, 2013 Crown Coliseum Enter for your chance to win tickets Name: _________________________ Phone Number: __________________ Email: _________________________ Please send completed entry form by Wed., May 15th, 2013 to: Up & Coming Weekly, 208 Rowan St., Fayetteville, NC 28301 or fax to 910-484-9218 e Kiwanis 62nd Annual Fayettevill Talent Night Showcase SINGERS • DANCERS • MUSICIANS Cape Fear Regional Theatre May 10, 2013 • 7 p.m. With Special Guests The Kidsville Kids! Tickets $5.00 (proceeds going to local Kiwanis projects for children) 1st, 2nd & 3rd Place Winners lace Winners nner r in Four Categories: $2,000 Pre-school - 2nd Grade 6th - 8th Grade 3rd - 5th Grade 9th - 12th Grade In Cash, Trophies and Scholarships For more information go to www.fayettevillekiwanis.org or contact Bill Bowman at 910-391-3859 Special thanks to to UP & COMING WEEKLY www.upandcomingweekly.com 6 UCW MAY 8-14, 2013 of Cumberland County www.kidsvillenews.com/cumberland On Boston: Say my Name by PITT DICKEY Once upon a time, I ran marathons. That is hard to believe based on the subsequent effects of the calendar, but it is true. I ran the Marine Corps Marathon twice and the New York Marathon three times. Each time was a bit slower than the time before. I was On the Sunday morning following the bombing at the Boston a mid-pack runner, Marathon, the Fayetteville Runners Club staged a memorial run at which made me the Market House to honor those who were killed and injured. particularly sensitive to the mid-pack runners who crossed the line in Boston at the time the bombs went off. Those people weren't running for anything but to test themselves. They weren't going to get their picture on a box of Wheaties. Their challenge was to get to the finish line in the shortest possible time after months of preparation. When you get to the end of a marathon you are purely tuckered out. It would not take much more than a stiff breeze to knock over most mid-pack runners at the finish line. Knocking runners and spectators over with a bomb falls under the category of extreme cowardice. This column will not name the morons with the bombs other than to refer to them as older dead Creep 1 and younger jailed Creep 2. Johnny Cash and Marty Robbins sang "The Streets of Laredo," which you will recall is about a cowboy who has been shot and is dying. The dying cowboy says: "Then go write a letter to my grey-haired mother/ and tell her that the cowboy that she has loved is gone/ But please not a word of the man who has killed me/ Don't mention his name and his name will pass on." Accordingly, there is no need to mention the names of Creep 1 and Creep 2. Ultimately their names will sink into the fetid cesspool of history where they belong. As best we can tell at this point, Creep 1 was "radicalized" possibly by the Internet, his nut-job mother or some shadowy figures he met during his trip to Russia. Apparently the term "radicalized" means turning one's brain into chicken poop. Anyone who thinks they advance the cause of their religion by blowing up bystanders has a brain full of chicken poop. Creep 2 supposedly idolized Creep 1, following him into the twisted world of bombing strangers. Creep 2 showed his love for Creep 1 by running him over with the stolen car. Nothing says brotherly love like dragging your brother under a car while you are trying to make a get away. His mom must be proud. On the Sunday morning following the bombing, the Fayetteville Runners Club staged a memorial run at the Market House to honor those killed and injured in Boston. About 100 runners showed up. I went because I did not know what else to do. I had not run in about six years, having confined my exercising to daily walking to preserve my knees. But on that Sunday I became a runner once again. The Runners Club distributed race bibs with the words: "4.15.2003, Boston, Runners United to Remember." We were there to stick a proverbial thumb in the eyes of the bombers. And so we did. Runners have gotten a lot younger than when I did marathons. I ran about a mile Sunday without too much trouble while watching people run past me. I didn't mind the 20-year-old soldiers passing me, or the people with the baby carriages or the pre-teens, but when my shadow passed me I realized my days as a runner were over. There is a theory which holds that a person does not finally die until the last time that his or her name is said out loud. Accordingly remember and periodically say the names of Martin Richard age 8, Lingzi Lui the Chinese grad student, Krystle Campbell who took care of her grandmother, and Sean Collier the police officer at MIT. Martin Richard, Lingzi Lui, Krystle Campbell, Sean Collier. Martin Richard, Lingzi Lui, Krystle Campbell, Sean Collier. Don't mention the Creeps and PITT DICKEY, Contributing their names will pass on. Writer, COMMENTS? Editor@ upandcomingweekly.com. WWW.UPANDCOMINGWEEKLY.COM