Summary/Moral: remote parties, and Spartan races with babes
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Jared was another service member I met through a military connection in Montana. He seemed to be a father-figure of our two-apartments group of friends and roommates. For an Army Staff Sergeant, he was an alright guy –at least until I saw his reaction to my community design and orientation.
His relative had a custom log cabin faraway in Montana, and we went there with a couple dozen other friends to hangout and celebrate the holiday my first winter in that state. It was such a cool place, complete with ranch-themed decorations, a barrel-shaped outdoor sauna, an outdoor hot-tub, a massive iron-ringed fire-pit, and spare rooms with bunks galore. Whoever put that thing together (and dreamed it up) did a knockout job. We even got to feast, watch Conan there, and fall asleep with our socked and bare feet out by the old-fashioned indoor fire’.
Leading us on hikes up into and over some mountains, such as those in Hyalite, was another of the ‘feathers in his cap’, and I learned trails, as well as how to snow-shoe, because of this. On one of these exerting outings, I also saw the Milky Way galaxy‘s spellbinding ‘arm’; I looked up during our hike over an icy road back to where we’d parked his truck alongside the reservoir, and there it was… high overhead, its spattering of a hundred billion stars arcing right above me, right between the signature-silhouettes of evergreen trees, making my jaw drop and the rest of me almost fall down. Jared had a way of guiding tough people to cool places and events like that, both in and outside of the service.
Unfortunately for him, he got emotional, threw a tantrum, and cock-blocked me when a short, tan, blonde we both liked showed immediate interest in me, which he was quick and ruthless to derail. I’d never seen such bizarre, childish, and pointless behavior, as I would have been happy to do the opposite for him, and even to share. It was no different than mindless religious fanaticism, and I lost all respect for him then. It’s such a shame when an otherwise decent and useful person, with such a solid fitness ethic, goes out of their way to radiate judgment or interference and cause drama like that.
I’ll try to remember him for the Spartan races, the loaning of his truck and gear, and the introduction to that really creative log-cabin hangout. Perhaps in time he’ll mature when it comes to the ladies. If he ever does, it will sure make all the difference in the world; so much of the rest of his life is in order.
Best memory with him, I think (other than when I saw the galaxy’s arm up in that cloudless black night sky?)… was when he butchered saying something in our/his kitchen one evening, and Brett cracked up when I looked at him and asked, in total seriousness, “Was that a sentence?”
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Quick Bio:
So much in the Bible was left to our imagination. What were the ancient characters really like? This section of each of our Biblor’an pages helps us more accurately picture our own.
- Given Name: Jared Smith
- Birthplace/Hometown: ?, MT
- DOB: ~1990
- Hair/Eyes: blonde/blue
- Height/Weight: 5’9″/190 lbs.
- Race/Nationality: Caucasian/American
- Distinguishing Features:
- Common Attire: casual and/or blue-collar worker’s clothes
- Voice/Personality: tenor/semi-religious
- Education/Career: average/cable-technician
- Diet/Health: standard/above average (due to some military fitness)
- Preferences/Mannerisms: monogamous dating / TBA
- Relatives/Descendants: some in a remote valley town to the west, others farther to the east; out on the chilly plains
Jared had apparently descended from more working-class English, and, like Doc, somehow was both inclined to function as a father-figure… while also having an alarmingly childish streak at times –likely due to the poison making all Americans literally autistic to some degree or another. He served in the Army after some time in the Navy on one of the same warships Dave had been sent to. When he wasn’t doing work as a full-time cable-TV installer and repairman in town, he led mountain trail hikes and hosted winter cabin parties.
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Jokes:
- TBA
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Quotes:
- “That dog would die for you.”
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Terms Coined:
- TBA
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Major Influence on Inisfree:
keeping males to a minimum, and all immature males out; males with his personality defect were always causing unnecessary problems for themselves and everyone around them, and there’s no place in a Heaven such as Inisfree for that –advanced and clandestine psychological screening was further developed and field-tested due to incidents exacerbated by this young man and so many others just like him (and only compatible natural polyamorists are now pre-approved for interviews and other screening, giving them a chance to approach the holiest of realms)
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