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Most people that come to know me say that I'm too nice. Of course I don't think there is such a thing as being too nice, but I suppose there is some truth in this statement. Realistically, I am just like everyone else... I have my good days as well as the occasional off mood days too (unfortunately). Mostly I am a happy and smiling guy all the time... unless I have a reason not feel this way. I always make an effort to be polite, kind, generous, and friendly at all times. Usually, I don't need to make a conscious effort to behave this way, I think that these attributes just come naturally for me. I prefer to say what I mean and mean what I say... I believe in being a truthful person. I feel I have an abundance of passion, romanticism, and I have a whole lot of love to give. Most importantly about me... I am a one woman ~ man! I know plenty who aren't, but that has never influenced me to think I am missing something by betraying the woman I love! Concerning my idea of a perfect first date: It would be like part of a poem I once wrote... "When first our kiss broke gently apart, I wanted another with all of my heart. I wanted this to be routine but always different, never another, and always, always terrific!" Sincerely Yours, Jerry ~ Da Svidanya"Grapes Of Love"When we're not together, I begin to fear, I need you now, I need you near. Come forth my love and let me know, nearer my darling, let love show.Show this heart it won't wake to find, that your not there, that your not mine. There's no need to hesitate, life grows short, life grows late.I scream at this your "Berlin Wall," our "Cold War" is over, so let them fall. Let my love breach your defenses, allow my love to grow again within your fences.Scorched by our passion whenever side by side, always in your thoughts is where i wish to reside. If you take sometime i think you'll know, our lives are connected like no other heart and soul.Love need not wither and die, when the grapes of love still hang upon the vines. Pluck of me and taste my sweet, could the juice of my love be your retreat?Indulged of me, indulged of the wine, let my love intoxicate your mind. The buzz of my love you may find, hopefully addicting til' the end of time.I dream of our love bridging all, into the chasms of life, i wish to break your fall. Lay your head upon me as if your pillow, rest my dear like there is no tomorrow!Allow me to watch over you while you sleep, bringing a slumber both peaceful and deep. The yesterdays will trouble you no more, I love you too much my darling, mi amore!Jerry Patrick Martinelli December 27th, 1998 3:00 A.M. - 7:00 A.M. "OUR KISS"When first we met, I knew at once, Touching we must be, touching at once. I wanted to embrace with your silky kiss, My aim I knew, I must not miss.One chance perhaps I would have, To bridge the chasm, to bridge the gap. You were so far, but now so dear, Just reach out, pull you near.When first I gazed upon your lips, A smile you let go, I saw it slip. We must kiss, tender and moist, I felt the urge, there was no choice.When first I approached to greet with kiss, Your lips were ready, that couldn't be missed. We closed eyes, we started our descent, Our lips met, from heaven be thou sent.When first I felt the erotic rush, Except for my heart, all was hushed. My body began to quiver and tremble, Unlike most dreams, all was remembered.When first I tasted your luscious lips, Juicy and delicious, you allowed a sip. I'm almost afraid, dare I mention? About our tongues, it was beyond comprehension.When first our kiss broke gently apart, I wanted another with all of my heart. I wanted this to be routine but always different, never another, and always, always terrific!By Jerry P. Martinelli February 20, 1998 While Listening To Sergei Rachmaninoff: Romance"MY MORNING SUN"So you say you don't wanna know about me... Don't wanna know where I've been... You haven't been around me, and you haven't been missing your friend...Honey I know you won't be crying for me, for the way you tramped my soul... But your daddy watches from heaven, and baby don't you think he knows?Morning Sun will you keep on shining, keep shining all through the night? Will you chase away my abandon, chase away my darkness with your light?Baby, I'll soon be flying outta here, up to the stars above... Where your wings gonna take you, if you have none???Honey, I hate to leave without you, but you like it in the mud... I'll never forget about you, but baby you were too cruel to be the ONE!Morning Sun, will your light reach down to my grave? Will your light, always guide me on my way?Baby don't you struggle, when the sands are dragging you down... You can raise your hands for me to save you, but what if I am nowhere to be found?Our tears will fall from the heavens, over my Indian child run amok... That's when I'll tell the Lord, I always called you my Morning Sun.Morning Sun, will you still light my fires in the afterlife? Will I still find your warmth on those cold winter nights?So Morning Sun, won't you shine upon me, from the darkest pit of Hell? Scream his name to the heavens, about how his angel fell!Our tears will flood through the "Streets of Gold." We will avenge your desires, and storm the fires burning through your soul!Morning Sun always remember, that this life aint that long... So don't wait til' the grave to stop singing the demon's fiery song.Having atoned for any misgivings... having faced your past... having paid your debt to the reaper... shall my Morning Sun set at last?Jerry P. Martinelli September, 1998