Rediscovering Tiffany.
In 2001, when I was 16 years old, me and Bill Bailey decided to look for our childhood friend, Tiffany Cumbo. I first met her in 1990. We have not seen her since she and her family moved some years back. We looked in the yellow pages which has last names, addresses, and phone numbers. It may have taken a few days but we found her during the 2nd or so week of August 2001 I think.
I had my camcorder. I recorded our time that day, since it was an interesting reunion that I will not forget. It was the last time I caught her on my camcorder, but it turned out that the video was not working, and so you cannot see her or anyone on those VHS video-cassette tapes from 2001, since the camcorder had a broken video door. I would use duct tape to keep it close.
I was 16 years old when I found her again.
She was 16 when I lost her again, that is when she died in 2003.
August 2001
16 years
Cornelius, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, the Original Oatmeal
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Friday, August 17, 2001
Tuesday, July 10, 1990
Tiffany Rochell Cumbo
Tiffany Rochell Cumbo.
My Uncle Jim "Woof" Williams were playing tinker-toys with us. I do not remember seeing Nathan or Alan or even Karen. Jim was showing me how to build cool ships or buildings or something out of tinker-toys. He left. I continued playing. I was at my 163 trailer in Rose Grove, Forest Grove, Oregon USA. That same day, or on another day, I left the kitchen counter, where I played with tinker-toys, and got onto my red scooter. I went towards the park. A young 3 year old brunette girl said, "Hi, what's your name?" I quietly said "Joey" since I was so shy until like college or so. She may have been the first female friend of mine. In 1993, when I was 8, I drew pictures of marrying Tiff, but she would always have boyfriends, we were just friends, and Tiff died on Saturday, the 5th of April 2003.
Back to the first day that I met her, when her mother came home, Tiff told her mom, "Joey is my boy friend." Her mom would say, "No he is not." Yes, he is. No, he is not. Me & Tiff went to my house to get some of my toys. I even pulled her in a red wagon. We went into the yard next to her house and buried some some of my toys.
Before that, right after I first said hi to her, we played a Batman & Robins version of tag on my scooter and her tricycle around her parents car. We would play with each other almost everyday for years. One time, while playing hiding and seek, Tiff hid in the trunk of my dad's small orange car. We may have pretended not to find her. Dad drove us to the 5 days long daily summer Vacation Bible School at our Cornelius Community Baptist Church in Cornelius, Oregon USA. She got home around 8 or 9 PM. Her parents seem to be mad at her because she was out too late. She cried to the leaders during the prayer time because she felt that she was going to someday move and that means losing your old friends.
1990
5 years old
170, Rose Grove, Forest Grove, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal
My Uncle Jim "Woof" Williams were playing tinker-toys with us. I do not remember seeing Nathan or Alan or even Karen. Jim was showing me how to build cool ships or buildings or something out of tinker-toys. He left. I continued playing. I was at my 163 trailer in Rose Grove, Forest Grove, Oregon USA. That same day, or on another day, I left the kitchen counter, where I played with tinker-toys, and got onto my red scooter. I went towards the park. A young 3 year old brunette girl said, "Hi, what's your name?" I quietly said "Joey" since I was so shy until like college or so. She may have been the first female friend of mine. In 1993, when I was 8, I drew pictures of marrying Tiff, but she would always have boyfriends, we were just friends, and Tiff died on Saturday, the 5th of April 2003.
Back to the first day that I met her, when her mother came home, Tiff told her mom, "Joey is my boy friend." Her mom would say, "No he is not." Yes, he is. No, he is not. Me & Tiff went to my house to get some of my toys. I even pulled her in a red wagon. We went into the yard next to her house and buried some some of my toys.
Before that, right after I first said hi to her, we played a Batman & Robins version of tag on my scooter and her tricycle around her parents car. We would play with each other almost everyday for years. One time, while playing hiding and seek, Tiff hid in the trunk of my dad's small orange car. We may have pretended not to find her. Dad drove us to the 5 days long daily summer Vacation Bible School at our Cornelius Community Baptist Church in Cornelius, Oregon USA. She got home around 8 or 9 PM. Her parents seem to be mad at her because she was out too late. She cried to the leaders during the prayer time because she felt that she was going to someday move and that means losing your old friends.
1990
5 years old
170, Rose Grove, Forest Grove, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal
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