Tami Unangst:
CLASS OF 1981
Schnecksville Elementary SchoolClass of 1981
Schnecksville, PA
Hood CollegeClass of 1991
Frederick, MD
Parkland High SchoolClass of 1987
Allentown, PA
Troxell Junior High SchoolClass of 1984
Allentown, PA
Everett Area Elementary SchoolClass of 1981
Everett, PA
Tami's Story
School
My biggest crush had to have been Jeff Burdick. It started in 8th grade, and never quit. I wonder if he ever knew.
I also fell in love with an older man. He was 8 years my senior, and well out of high school by the time we met. None of my friends believed that he existed. But he did, and he was the best friend I could ever have had. And I loved him most for the way he respected me and never overstepped his bounds. He once told me that I deserved better than he could provide, and that I'd find it "out there" away from him. In all these years, I have never found someone to be as loving as he was to me. We parted ways just after graduation, and re-connected 12 years later, on the eve of my father's passing. We again became fast friends, and the love we once knew was pure. He told me he would always love me. And again, we lost touch, due to his marriage, and the rules of social norms. I wish we hadn't, for I recently read of his death only a few months ago. He was only 43. And I will always love him. I only knew 2 sweet kisses, on my 16th birthday, from that wonderful man.
Therein lies my biggest regret. Following what others and society dictate, rather than following my heart. Should a love like that present itself to me again, I will follow my heart, no matter what.
Well.... update to 2009... I wrote this just after Bobby died in 2004. Life changes, that's for sure. As if any of you actually care about how life has changed for me... Anyone truly wanting to strike up a re-newed or new friendship can write to me via my myspace page. Just search my name and you'll come up with me. No, I don't do Facebbook. It took a friend years to convince me to set up a myspace page, and I really have no need to set up yet another account.
And just in case you are wondering... I'm not worldly, I'm not rich, I'm not married, but long-time divorced with 3 beautiful daughters. Perhaps one day you'll see my oldest as a nuclear engineer, my second oldest as an actress, or my youngest as an ecological conservationist, as they each have my last name and the older two look just like me, so you cannot miss them. If you're interested in my first career, search my name on google ...Expand for more
and come up with the papers I collaborated on. yeah, I did biological research for nearly 20 years. So do I know what I'm doing next? Perhaps, perhaps not and it'll change again tomorrow.
What do I do now for fun? I am an historical re-enactor with a group called Markland. Similar to the SCA, but not as big. They both started around the same time, in the mid 1970's. I choose a period in history somewhere between 600 and 1600 AD and create an historically accurate persona to depict for public and private events. I make the clothes and on select weekends, live just as my persona would, down to the cooking over the campfire, arts/sciences, religion, etc. It's fun and relaxing. And, it feels like home.
As for religion.... I am a sole practitioner in the Wiccan faith, with a bent towards the ancient egyptian arts. Buddhism suits my fancy as well, but I'm not as centered in that faith as I could be. I read tarot cards for fun, and have been told I'm accuarte. Ah, who knows, I may just be able to read body language and tone well enough to guess right. :) yeah, I am a bit of a cynic, too.
And, if you are looking to reconnect with my brother Dennis, I should let you all know that he died as a result of a motor cycle accident in 2004. He wasn't wearing a helmet and his death was instant. Oddly enough, at the exact time of his death, I saw his entire life with my daughters pass before my own eyes... A connection? Perhaps. If so, then there was no pain for him, just the immense amount of love he felt for his family and his neices. And a calm I'd not have expected at that time, since the circumstances of the accident would indicate he knew he was going to die. When I saw those things in my minds eye,I'd made a mental note to call him after work and tell him about it. Little did I know that the next call I'd get was from the coroner.
As for true love that I spoke of years ago.... It exists, if you believe, but then I've found that following your heart and not listening to your logic and intuition really sets you up for an aweful lot of pain. A balance of the three is likely what's necessary. Ah, who knows for sure.
I'll likely change my mind again in a few years.
TTFN
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