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The Rubber Biskit Road Show Presents "Never Say Never: An Epic Journey – Volume One, Part Nine - I See Dead People"

The Rubber Biskit Road Show Presents “Never Say Never: An Epic Journey – Volume One, Part Nine – I See Dead People”

In the chilling aftermath of laying his biological father to rest in the city cemetery of Holton, Kansas, on a cold March day in 1979, The GYPSY finds himself chauffeured to Lee Roy’s wake. As he journeys through this emotional landscape, he continues to reflect on the elusive connection he shares with the father he never had the chance to know.

Simultaneously, the narrative takes a compelling plunge into the past, transporting readers to 1959. Shirley, The GYPSY’s mother, experiences the shattering of her dream life with the man she loves when he commits a grisly and horrendous murder. The repercussions of this heinous act send shockwaves through Shirley’s world, causing her to spiral further down into the depths of her mental illness.
Never Say Never: An Epic Journey Volume One Episode Eight You Can't Handle The Truth

The Rubber Biskit Road Show Presents “Never Say Never: An Epic Journey – Volume One, Part Eight – You Can’t Handle The Truth”

In the poignant eighth installment of “Never Say Never: An Epic Journey,” The GYPSY grapples with the emotional weight of laying to rest the father he never had the chance to know. The year is 1979, and on a chilly day, the narrative takes readers on a journey through grief, reflection, and the complexities of familial connections.

The narrative takes a profound turn as The GYPSY reflects on the circumstances surrounding his conception. In the year 1956, amidst the backdrop of Shirley’s life marked by several heartbreaking miscarriages, a glimmer of hope emerges as she discovers she is pregnant. However, this newfound joy is quickly overshadowed by a harrowing event—an attempted sexual assault by someone she trusted, posing a grave threat to the life growing inside her.

GIANT YELLOW BLOWUP BUNNY

Mom spent all night coloring hard boiled eggs and hiding them outside. Hiding them outside consisted of placing them in the Iris Bed between the side of the duplex and the alley and around a small brick patio behind the duplex. For all practical purposes the Duplex had no yard but Mom would not let that stop her. She managed to hide over a dozen eggs which me and my sister collected on Easter Morning while the sound of Easter Mass drifted on the clear and warm Spring morning.