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Remembering 9/11- Remembering Jimmy Cherry

This is a memorial post dedicated to the late Jimmy Cherry who my family lost on 9/11/04. A different tragedy, for a different reason. I published this in 2009 in the first years of Oddball Magazine. Thank You for allowing me the space to remember Jim while we also remember everyone who was lost on 9/11/01.



We Miss You Jimmy 

September 11, 2001, our nation suffered as a country, we suffered as people. We watched powerless as the buildings fell, and soon we were at war.

The next year on 9/11, I was in Salem Hospital. Soon I had the strongest manic episode I ever had and walked thirty six miles. I wrote a book about it.

I remember that day in Salem Hospital. Hearing the lists of people being remembered depressed me. I was angry at our president. I was paranoid. I thought something was going to happen again. I spent most of the time that day away from the television in my cage. Outside at Salem Hospital, in the psyche unit, there is a place, a cage like place to smoke cigarettes. While I was smoking, I could hear in the air, the sounds of jet planes. I knew they were fighter jets, surveying the land. It was really cloudy that day and cold. There was a beautiful girl there with me, we smoked cigarettes and began a conversation. She was manic, she was my manic girlfriend, while I was there.

September 11, 2003, I don’t remember. September 11th of the next year, I will never forget. That was the day my brother in law Jimmy died. He died of cancer. My sister has never been the same since he died. With my family being so distant, we all came together through Jimmy. I can never forget that day.

What happened the day Jimmy died, was called a living wake. I was there when he died. I watched my nephew then 15, holding his father’s hand, while my sister stroked the hair on Jimmy’s head, as we watched Jimmy die. I had never seen someone die before. My family has never been the same since. Yet, every september 11th, my family gets together, or if we can’t… we call one another, and remember.

Today is September 11th, 2009. It’s raining today. It always seems to rain on September 11th. On 9/11/01, it rained sulfur and burning ash from 84 floors up. Smoke and fire, as two towers crashed to the ground. On September 11th, 2004 when Jimmy died, it didn’t rain. But for my sister, I think it has never stopped raining.

God Bless All those who were lost on September 11th, all those who lost on September 11th, and all those still lost because of September 11th

Love you Andrea.

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Jagged Thought #156: Poem for a Rainy Day


The buzzing binaural silence of headphones.
The rattling of the keys in my pocket.
Ghosts in elevators singing softly.
My patience is a diving bell.
My routine is so routine.
My world, an empty parachute.

Its raining outside in Boston.
My dreary fence keeps me locked inside.
My blood is flowing like a subway T stop.
The coffee I am drinking is cold,
dank like a cellar.

Its raining in Boston.
The world will not cease to exist without me.
I once went on a whale watch in Cape Cod.
I asked to see God.
I felt so small, way out away from the shore.

A whale jumped out of the water
Rocked my boat.
It was also raining that day.

It was something like a natural mystic.
Something like a phenomenon.
Something in the way she moves.
Something. Something. Something. Something.

Its still raining in Boston.

And on it will rain, till the weatherman says so.
The weatherman so powerful
has mastered the changing winds,
still can not
predict my future.


Jason Wright is the editor and founder of Oddball Magazine his column appears weekly.


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Jagged Thought #145: Caffeine


to Eliza, The talker off the ledge.

Coffee can be a killer.
Its percolation can bring you to the tipping point.
Its wonderful aromatic blend can bring you to the ledge.
Its sweet kick in the morning, can leave you sleepless if tested right.
It’s a beautiful edgy bitch, isn’t it?
It will lift you, but if you sip too much it can kill you…or at least make
you think so.

I love coffee.
I love its wonderful perkiness
Its lovely bitterness.
Its addictive sweetness.
I don’t have too many vices these days.

But coffee, girl I can’t quit.

I don’t think I could. But addiction, its not good.
But your beautiful blend
Took me to the edge.
Sped up my speech and brought all my anxieties
to the board meeting,
for something I truly believe in.

But coffee, I can’t quit you.
Sleep, I need you,
So coffee I must tame you.
I’ll drink you all up in the morning
But I’ll let your sleepiness take over me,
Maybe sip you again, but don’t take me over that ledge.

Oh Coffee. Oh Anxiety, Play nice.


Jason Wright is the editor and founder of Oddball Magazine, His column appears weekly.


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Jagged Thoughts #103: Voices


Live every day like it is your last. Don’t regret anything.

(I am so sorry)

What goes up must come down
I must learn to calm down
Let things go
Like people
Places and memories
Of those places and people
Artifacts of theirs
Try and remember the good times
And friendships that you have
They bind us to a greater understanding
That we travel alone
Accompanied by our own theme music
Too bad I force people to listen to mine.

This is the sounds in my head
Already half dead
I write instead
Because I break bread with my enemies
And all of them know me

And it’s all gravity not withstanding
I wasn’t in Gods plan
But here I am planted
Swing for the fences
Forever slanted wishing
I could speak to you
Without overdosing or avalanching

The voices


Jason Wright is the founder and Editor of Oddball Magazine. His column appears weekly.


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Jagged Thoughts #53: How to Fix a Broken Life


First step is to realize that it is not your fault.
That everything happens for a reason.
That to build yourself up
sometimes you have to tear your self down.
Life is unpredictable, but you can predict somethings,
Like realizing that you are not always your thoughts
Though they condemn, and castrate you.
You are only as old as you feel.
Don’t smoke.
As hard as it is to resist temptation, don’t smoke.
Think of your family, the one you are given
and the one you created. Your friends and family
want you to succeed.
They don’t want to see you fail.
Kick those depressing thoughts out the window
Say your negativity aloud, and then throw each thought
in the trash bin.
Meditate, let the thoughts ease out of your brain,
and into the ether of the atmosphere.
I know you are sad now, but you can do this.
Pick yourself up from the depths of depression,
and find something tangible to hold onto.
Listen to your heart.
Not your head.
Sometimes your greatest fear,
can become the motivating force to change your life.
If you are afraid, follow that fear, face it and conquer it.
Only you can really change your life.
If you are not good at things, work on them till you are good at them.
Sometimes you have to let go
to find out who you are.
If you are afraid of darkness, or ghosts
Face the fear, head on.
Empathize with others.
Help others.
There are people who need help.
There are people who struggle,
No matter what, each person has their own journey.
There is always a reason, behind the wreckage.
To fix your broken life
is to realize that it isn’t broken at all.
Fractures, may split and be painful.
It’s only a break when you completely give up.
And life only ends, when your heart stops,
That’s when the body gives up.
Its natural.
Don’t give up before your body does.
Find strength inside you.
Keep going.
Make a plan, and stick with it.
Set goals.
Smile, try to anyway.
There are a lot of things to be happy about.
The world is full of really good people
and you are not the only one
who struggles.
There are more broken lights out there to change
Change the lights, and enlighten.
Make someone else smile.
Realize, that you are not alone.
Write a poem, and tell the people.


Jason Wright is the founder and Editor of Oddball Magazine. His column appears weekly. He’s been doing this a while.


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A 3TV Extra


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Banner design © TJ Edson


Before we debut the JP Lime piece for Oddball Magazine today at 1:00 PM, wanted to throw out a bonus video we put up for Jason Wright, Oddball’s Editor, who gets married this coming Saturday. We may do a little more of this in the future as a conveniently cheap present way to say congratulations and thanks for continuing Oddball Magazine to the masses. Today, you can see the new video put up for his previous Jagged Thoughts column, “A Letter to the World, by clicking here.