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Originally posted by: rudedawg
"Many of us have friends at all the various Disco.coms.  I feel great sadness when our disco brothers and sisters are at odds with one another.  I feel great sorrow when we are compelled passively to show where our loyalties are rooted among our brethren. We love all our brothers and sisters. We have great respect for their efforts in bringing the past alive once again.  We were present at the birth of Disco in the early 70s. Back then it was not called Disco because the music and dance was still in its infancy. But the heart and soul of the music and dance was breath taking. The 70s was what the 50s were to our parents. I remember the love we shared for one another, from DJs to dancers to promoters to the owners of the nightclubs.  The rivalries were of the fun sort were dancers would compete against one another. Challenges among the dancers were the norm out on the dance floor as we often cheered each other on to out performs one another. I miss those days. I pray that someone out there can unite us in to one family like in the days of old, "back in the day".  I remember...a time...I remember when.... we were all like one family. I remember... You were my friend, ra  -- Edited by rudedawg at 03:15, 2005-04-29"

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Originally posted by: willie1978
"DISCO BROTHER"  YOU HAVE A GOOD HEART"  i ADMIRE YOU"  {GIVE ME A CALL}   YOU GOT THE NUMBER.    YOUR DISCO BROTHER.THEE,DISCOWILLIE.EST.IN.1978>>>>GINOS CROWD<<<<"

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Its all in cycles.  DISCO will never die but the sad fact is, "we" will.  Let's enjoy what we have left...

RudeDawg,

Bless your Heart Brother! That was very well written. Emotions are high now...But, as you know " This to shall pass". The Disco Days of yesterday are gone. But, they will long live in my memory! I Love the fact that you notice the qualities of the era we lived. It is still the best era!

RudeDawg...I applaud you...I hope to meet you soon!

Regards,

John Guzman

P.S. Danny, I hope everything is ok with you Bro!

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Originally posted by: rudedawg
"Many of us have friends at all the various Disco.coms.  I feel great sadness when our disco brothers and sisters are at odds with one another.  I feel great sorrow when we are compelled passively to show where our loyalties are rooted among our brethren. We love all our brothers and sisters. We have great respect for their efforts in bringing the past alive once again.  We were present at the birth of Disco in the early 70s. Back then it was not called Disco because the music and dance was still in its infancy. But the heart and soul of the music and dance was breath taking. The 70s was what the 50s were to our parents. I remember the love we shared for one another, from DJs to dancers to promoters to the owners of the nightclubs.  The rivalries were of the fun sort were dancers would compete against one another. Challenges among the dancers were the norm out on the dance floor as we often cheered each other on to out perform one another. I miss those days. I pray that someone out there can unite us in to one family like in the days of old, "back in the day".  I remember...a time...I remember when.... we were all like one family. I remember... You were my friend, ra  -- Edited by rudedawg at 03:15, 2005-04-29 -- Edited by rudedawg at 11:46, 2005-04-29"

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Hello Rudy.....Good Morning to you! First of all I hope you have a pleasant, peaceful Sunday....it's May 1st...the start of a new month 

How powerful the written word.........

    I have read some of these posts and can see that most of you have good hearts and would like to see everything and everybody happy and harmonious again.  I would too.  When my husband Dan and  I went to our first Disco Party thrown by these fine people from these message boards/disco sites, it was the Halloween Spooktacular.  We met Dan & Cynthia, same husband and wife names....very cute and a coincidence! they are  absolutely classy, kind, fun people to be around. I have a pretty good sense of character in  people and I knew right away that Dan was and is a very sincere, decent human being.  Cynthia is also and they made us feel comfortable and welcomed and for that we will always be grateful.

   Actually my brother told me about the site, he's a DJ that used to play many years ago....and he knew I liked disco so he told me about the BTD site and that's how we started to come around.  Dan doesn't like computers, so he doesn't post, he doesn't have the patience   

   Ok here's my little story ....Dan and I like  and repect  ALL of the people we have met from all of the sites...they have all been really nice to us...I'm 51 and Dan's 55 so we live each day as if it were our last... we have had our ups and downs like everybody else....and I am sure that each person has a story to tell of his or her life...and if you ever meet Dan you'll know ...he's long winded and has to tell his life story to anyone within earshot...and sometimes I have to nudge him and tell him...."You're dominating the conversation, stop." He means well....but....that's another story.

   We're looking forward to attending the next events and dancing to disco, while we still can dance, laughing and enjoying our life with you all!  If you see a couple that kind of walks a little slow....that's Dan & ME 

Cindy 

Something I wrote a few months ago to share with you Rudy and anyone who'd like to read....pleasant for this Sunday ....maybe take us someplace we've been many years ago...I'd like to share this story I wrote in December and Hispanic Business.com posted it, which made me very proud! I penned this in my maiden name....I received an e-mail from Frank Arzaga, (Frankie Firme kcla FM radio DJ) and a couple of English Professors after reading this story.  The professors wanted to learn from me and gain  insight on how they can better communicate with the Hispanic student in High School....very interesting. I became friends with Frankie....he always e-mails me about events he's involved in ....Enjoy.....

Growing Up in a Mexican American Home
Memories of East Los Angeles

By Cynthia Sylvia De La Loza | Web Published 12.16.2004

These memories I will never forget. I'm proud to have lived in that era and being a Mexican American. We never struggled, if we did, dad didn’t let us know about it. Dad worked hard, we had a decent home, always clean and with a lot of love there. Walking home from school, you could smell the freshly made tortillas and knew mom made them.

There were nine children. Growing up in E.L.A. was so wonderful.

I can still hear these words; I tol' you, Wait for me, I know. huh, Here comes the cucui, Here comes the Llarona, Where’s my chancla? She’s a metiche, Who took the last tamale? Hey, those were my tortillas. Mom made those tortillas for me.

Hearing mom’s loud speaker playing Mexican records, dad’s loud speaker playing Glenn Miller Band records.

Daddy made menudo. “Cabezas!” Hearing these words from my uncle when realizing the barbacoa was done at 6:00 AM coming from the backyard, underground cooking. Making a trash can out of a brown paper bag. Coming back from a party and being able to warm your feet using your three other sister's feet, ha ha, we all shared a bed.

Grandma, Mama Chiquita coming over and making you speak Spanish and pray the rosary before bed every night. Caldo, yum, my friends called it “Project” food. Daddy using my mom’s stocking to catch the lint from the dryer.

Asking dad if we could go across the street to see Flipper in color, they had a color tv, we had black and white and of course, dad saying “No.”

Seeing daddy’s Purple Heart medal from WWII, tucked inside his desk, understanding why he limped, yet knowing how proud he was to work two jobs and never complain.

Saying, “Hey daddy, those white people over there…,” dad stopping and interrupting us abruptly, picking up a white envelope and his question was, “Are they as white as this envelope?" Our answer, “No." His next statement, “Then they aren’t white.”

Daddy’s best quote, “Show me who your friends are and I’ll tell you who you are and what you are.”

Thank you for allowing me to share my story. My siblings and I have all grown up and are far away from E.L.A. Dad and mom are gone many years now. I think they died too young, sixty-two and sixty-six years old respectively. Sometimes I drive by our home and reminisce….

Hello, I am Cynthia Sylvia De La Loza, I was born in East Los Angeles. I am proud to be a Mexican American. I was born on January 19, 1954. I grew up three blocks away from East Los Angeles College. If you'd like to contact me, csorona@hotmail.com

Good Morning Cindy,

You have a kind heart. Thank you for sharing your story. I particularly like the quote: “Show me who your friends are and I’ll tell you who you are and what you are.” So true are you words...That it reminded me of a story my Great Grandmother, Abuelita Refugio told me as a young child of five years of age.

Our family was visiting Abuelita Candelaria (she's 97 years old now) Abuelita Candelaria was very upset with my Tio Jessie. Tio Jessie had stood out all night returning the dawn of the next morning. Abuelita shouted! "Nothing good will come from hanging around with those vagos...you call your friends Jessie." I was only five and really did not understand what was happening. Abuelita Candelaria began to cry. Abuelita said, "Your friends are lazy and probably thieves...and that’s how you will probably end up Jessie. I did not comprehend what all the commotion was about. So, I went out to play with my cousins. When I returned from playing my Great Grand Mother Refugio was consoling my Abuelita Candelaria. I finally mustard enough courage to tug at my GGM Refugio's dress. I said,"Abuelita Refugio, why is Grandma Candelaria crying?" Great Grandma Refugio, replied," It is just a mother's love she has for her son." I had a bewildered and startled look on my face. Great Grandma said,” Let me explain it like this mi angelito"

There once was another man named Jessie who kept very bad company with thieves, murderers, prostitutes and tax collectors. I said, "What's a pros-ti-tute?" Great Grandma Refugio answered,"Never mind you will find out about that and taxes later". Grandma Refugio said that this man named Jessie, had a mother who was also concerned about the company her son was keeping. Other men and women would gossip and say. "Look who he associates himself with...the lowest of the low". Jessie soon had friends who followed him around. Soon, Jessie was arrested and sentenced to death row. I said, "Why?",Grandma Refugio. Grandma Refugio said,” Some people say he says Bad things, and some people listen but just don't hear the message." I said, "What happen to the man named Jessie? Grandma Refugio said, "They put him on a cross made of wood." I said, "Grandma Refugio like the cross you have hanging at your casa on the wall with a man stuck on it" Si mi angelito". I said, "What happened to the man on the cross? Grandma Refugio answered,” The people who were afraid of him. Put nails into his hands and feet". I began to cry...I didn't know why. Grandma Refugio said,” They took a branch similar to a rose bush with thorns and they put it on his head and he began to bleed." I began to cry more and more uncontrollably. I said Grandma Refugio,” Why did he have to die?” Grandma Refugio picked me up and sat me on her lap and said, "Mi angelito", "Jessie died because God loved us so much that he gave up his son Jessie to take our place and who ever believes in him will not die but will live for ever." Grandma Refugio said,” And the man named Jessie I told you about is the man called Jesus who died on the cross for you and me." I said, "What happened to Jessie's friends. Grandma Refugio replied,” They went around the world spreading his message." I said what message Abuelita?  "That we should love one another as he loves us" - The end

This message is still the same nothing has changed. The message is taken from the Bible...the greatest #1 selling book of all time . Basically the book is a love story. 

Thank you for allowing me to share that message.

Your friend and Brother        

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Originally posted by: rudedawg
"Sister Blondie,
I love your humor. Yes I do remember the importance of what you mentioned "what I do remember was what guy or girl your were going to pick up on hahahaha!!!!!" or didn't pick up on. Yes, I feel we are loosing sight of the music and dancing. We need to focus less on the rivalries. But you can do something BlondieWithout the people there is no Disco. We need to support all our Disco.com brothers so that we may all share in each other’s success. You have so much insight. I love how you put you observations all wrapped up in a nice bow. You are an articulate sister. I am your newfound friend. Keep up your struggle in uniting us Blondie. You can do so much and yes you can only do so much.
Your Brother in life,
Rude Dawg/Rudy 

 
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