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Beverly Ann Kegley

Beverly Ann Kegley
Senior Year - Narbonne High School

Beverly Ann Kegley

Beverly Ann Kegley
Beverly in Junior High School

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

         Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.


Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Beverly Carvajal, Ralph Tribbey


As long as Kershaw is pitching
your boys have a shot.

Another gem. 
Another win.

Still at the bottom.

         Oh wells.

Have a tune for you today …

A new one from Lady A.

You're always on my mind
Lord knows you're in my heart”

I pray so.

… enjoy.



The sunset falls in Wichita, yellow dances through the blue
Wheat fields catch a glimpse of heaven, makes me think of you
And even when you're miles away,
You're always on my mind
Lord knows you're in my heart
Even when I close my eyes

You are golden,
Precious as a prayer flying up through the air
While the rain is falling
Golden, timeless as a kiss
Baby I don't wanna miss another perfect moment
To tell you, how you make me feel
The day you strolled in, my heart was stolen
Cause you are golden

Smallest parts of who you are
Are everything to me
From the way you laugh to the way you cry
To the way you love on me
Shadows run and darkness fades
When you come around
My single star amongst the gray
Always shining down

Yeah you are golden,
Precious as a prayer flying up through the air
While the rain is falling
Golden, timeless as a kiss
Baby I don't wanna miss another perfect moment
To tell you, how you make me feel
The day you strolled in, my heart was stolen
Cause you are golden

Lovely
Oh so hard to find
Yeah you are goodness, forgiveness
Of the purest kind
Oh yeah

From the day you strolled in, my heart was stolen
You'll be the hand I'm holding,
When the heavens open
Cause you are golden, yeah.

Monday, May 20, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

        You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Beverly Carvajal, Ralph Tribbey


Nice morning.

Your boys left town,
perhaps they will
do better on the road.

You would not be happy
with their cellar-dweller ways.

Have a tune for you today …

A new one,
I think you would
have liked it.

… enjoy.




I wish I could take a cab down to the creek
And hang a disco ball from an old oak tree
Smoke and drink once in a while
Somehow it’d be good for me
I want a cool chick that’ll cook for me
But’ll dance on the bar in her tan bare feet
And do what I want when I want and she’ll do it with me

I don’t need too much of nothing
I just wanna sing a little chill song
Get my groove on
Pour something strong
Down in my drink
Oh, I know
That I don’t need a whole lot of anything
I just want a little bit of everything
Na na na na, na na na na
I just want a little bit of everything
Na na na na, na na na na

Now I don’t need a garage full of cars
But I’ll take a whole box of Cuban cigars
And I’ll smoke ‘em nice and slow
Like they were good for me
Don’t need a ranch or a big piece of land
But I like to get a little bit of dirt on my hands
A big ole couch in a big ole room
Still feels lonely when it’s just you
Yes it does

I don’t need too much of nothing
I just wanna sing a little chill song
Get my groove on
Pour something strong
Down in my drink
Oh, I know
That I don’t need a whole lot of anything
I just want a little bit of everything
Na na na na, na na na na

A little bit of everything
Under the sun
So, when I kick back basking in it
I’ll be OK with what I’ve done
Still having fun

Cause I don’t need too much of nothing
I just wanna sing a little chill song
Get my groove on
Pour something strong
Down in my drink
Oh, I know
That I don’t need a whole lot of anything
I just want a little bit of everything
Na na na na, na na na na
I just want a little bit of everything
Na na na na, na na na na
I just want a little bit of everything
Yeah yea yea
Whoa, whoa, oh yeah

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

        You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Beverly Carvajal, Ralph Tribbey


Sorry about your boys.
The cellar is getting deeper.

       Pffffffffttttttt.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.




Baby drive down by the lake
You know that old back road
The one that leads right straight
To our old hideout cove
I need to drown out this old world yeah
Turn on the radio and dance

We'll wade up to our ankles
In that old muddy water
I'll let you twirl me around
To some old late night rocker
All the crickets will be singing
Turn on the radio and dance

Turn on the radio and dance
Turn on the radio and dance
Baby all I wanna do is
Take off these old shoes
Turn on the radio and dance

Maybe we'll call up that DJ
See if he'll play our song
We'll wait until he does it
We'll stay there all night long
Long as I'm there with you
I can hardly wait to

Turn on the radio and dance
Turn on the radio and dance
Baby all I wanna do is
Take off these old shoes
Turn on the radio and dance
 
Baby drive down by the lake
You know that old back road
The one that leads right straight
To our old hideout cove
I need to drown out this old world yeah
Turn on the radio and dance
I wanna dance with you
Turn on the radio and dance

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

           You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Beverly Carvajal, Ralph Tribbey


Your boys are
still in last place.

Sorry.

Off to work, long day.
Must get to it.


Have a tune for you today …

And I'm wonderin' why you left
And there's a storm that's raging
through my frozen heart tonight”

Why?  

Why did you have to go?

Why?

We will never know.



… enjoy.

Every time I think of you, I always catch my breath
And I'm still standing here, and you're miles away
And I'm wonderin' why you left
And there's a storm that's raging through my frozen heart tonight

I hear your name in certain circles, and it always makes me smile
I spend my time thinkin' about you, and it's almost drivin' me wild
And there's a heart that's breaking down this long distance line tonight

I ain't missing you at all since you've been gone away
I ain't missing you, no matter what the world might say

There's a message in the wire, and I'm sending you this signal tonight
You don't know how desperate I've become
And it looks like I'm losing this fight
In your world I have no meaning, though I'm trying hard to understand
And it's my heart that's breaking down this long distance line tonight

I ain't missing you at all since you've been gone away
I ain't missing you, no matter what my friends say

And there's a message that I'm sending out, like a telegraph to your soul
And if I can't bridge this distance, stop this heartbreak overload

I ain't missing you at all since you've been gone away
I ain't missing you, no matter what my friends say

I ain't missing you, I ain't missing you, I can lie to myself

And there's a storm that's raging through my frozen heart tonight

I ain't missing you at all since you've been gone away
I ain't missing you, no matter what my friends say

Ain't missing you, I ain't missing you
I ain't missing you, I can lie to myself
Ain't missing you, I ain't missing you
I ain't missing you, I ain't missing you
I ain't missing you, I ain't missing you, ain't missing you, oh no
No matter what my friends might say, I ain't missing you... (to fade)

Friday, May 17, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped in to say hello.

         You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Beverly Carvajal, Ralph Tribbey



Overcast, cooler … should burn off.

Lots to do.
But, in the end, does it matter?

Time flies ... so fast; so incredibly fast.
Savor the moments; the special ones.

Have a tune for you today ... enjoy.



I've been broken, torn and scattered
I've loved holy, I've loved sin
I was rolling on the wind
It didn't matter

I was so sure of who I didn't want to be
Every smile and every fear
Every laugh and every tear
It was all mine, it was all me

Pieces of my heart
Pieces of my soul
Pieces that I'm gonna be
I don't even know
I gave a lot to lovers
Gave a lot to friends
Everything I took from them
Made me who I am
Pieces

We've all been lied to
We've all been liars
Nothing's perfect in this world
Everybody's been burned by the fire
Guess I'm learning
That what breaks you, makes you grow
But I'm not hiding where I've been
Gonna let the light shine in
What I don't need
Gonna let that, let that, let that go

Pieces of my heart
Pieces of my soul
Pieces that I'm gonna be
I don't even know
I gave a lot to lovers
Gave a lot to friends
Everything I took from them
Made me who I am
Pieces

Pieces, the good and the bad
Pieces, the happy and sad
Pieces, the wrong and the right
Pieces, that's my, that's my, that's my life

Pieces of my heart
Pieces of my soul
Pieces that I'm gonna be
I don't even know
I gave a lot to lovers
Gave a lot to friends
Everything I took from them
Made me who I am
Pieces

Pieces, pieces

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Dear Beverly

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Just stopped by to say hello.

         You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Carvajal Los Angeles Dodger Fan, Ralph Tribbey, Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Good news,
your boy Zack is back.

He pitched a nice game
and your boys won again.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.



Between the lunch and dinner rush
Kelly caught that outbound bus for Vegas
We're all out here talking trash, making bets
Lips wrapped round our cigarettes
She always thought she was too good to be a waitress

Well, we all say that we'll quit someday
When our ship comes in
We'll just sail away

But we're just blowin' smoke
Hey yeah
We're just blowin' smoke
Hey yeah
Out here goin' broke
Hey yeah
We're just blowin' smoke

Well Janie got divorced again
Her ex-husband's in the pen
From two to five, five to ten and longer
Brenda's traded smokes for cake
Still hadn't lost that baby weight
And that baby's about to graduate
From college

I'm just flicking ash
Into the tray
Tell them both it'll be okay

But I'm just blowin' smoke
Hey yeah
I'm just blowin' smoke
Hey yeah
I'm out here goin' broke
Hey yeah
Yeah we're just blowin' smoke

We all say that we'll
Quit someday
When our nerves ain't shot
And our hands don't shake, yeah
We all say that we'll
Quit someday
When our nerves ain't shot
And our hands don't shake

Wipe down the bar, take out the trash
Light one up and count my cash
Swear I'm never coming back again

I'm just blowin' smoke
Hey yeah
I'm just blowin' smoke
Hey yeah
Out here going broke
Hey yeah
Yeah we're just blowin' smoke


Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

        You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Ralph Tribbey, Beverly Carvajal


Another beautiful morning.
I am so blessed.

A silent prayer each day.

A silent prayer that only
the angels can hear.

I know you can hear it.

Good news, your boys 
won last night. 

Kershaw pitched a gem.
4 - 2 on the season 
with an ERA of 1.40.

          (Smile)

Have a tune for you today …

The memory of you is …
where the water flows,
it's where the wind blows.”

enjoy.




Lay a whisper on my pillow,
leave the winter on the ground.
I wake up lonely,
there's air of silence
in the bedroom
and all around
Touch me now,
I close my eyes and dream away.

It must have been love
but it's over now.
It must have been good
but I lost it somehow.
It must have been love
but it's over now.
From the moment we touched,
'til the time had run out.

Make-believing we're together
that I'm sheltered by your heart.
But in and outside I've turned to water
like a teardrop in your palm.
And it's a hard winters day, I dream away.

It must have been love
but it's over now.
It's all that I wanted,
now I'm living without.
It must have been love
but it's over now,
it's where the water flows,
it's where the wind blows.