tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46482308055781862712024-02-20T05:23:58.264-08:00Douglas Andrew RohloffMy personal life is an open book.
I believe that my past experinces and relationships tells a good story. All that I write about are true storys. I much rather show my life here than on facebook.Doug Rohloffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01395558271244458035noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648230805578186271.post-5520393371350986122011-11-10T06:31:00.000-08:002013-09-22T09:08:16.648-07:00 what I love to do<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Doug Rohloffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01395558271244458035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648230805578186271.post-97129376446125182011-11-09T13:38:00.000-08:002011-11-09T13:39:30.082-08:00Say your in Love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">How can anyone really say there in love with a specific person? For example...<br />
They are only in love with the anticipation of the emotions that they are addicted to! <br />
Because the same person can fall out of favor by next week by not complying...my goodness doesn't that change the landscape of our emotional outlook on personal needs and identities?<br />
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If I change my mind, will I change my choices.<br />
If I change my choices, will my life change?<br />
Why can't I change what am I addicted to?<br />
What will I lose that I am chemically attached to?<br />
And what person, Place, time or event That I'm chemically attached to.... That I don't want to lose because that I may have to Experience the chemical withdraw!<br />
Hence the human drama,,,<br />
Some day you have to love the abstract as much as you love the condition of addiction. The only way I will be great to myself is not what I do to my body... But what I do to my mind.<br />
We must pursue knowledge. Without any interference of our addictions. And if we can do that we will manifest knowledge in reality and our bodies will experience this in new ways, new chemistry, new holograms and new elsewhere's of thought beyond our wildest dreams. an addiction can be anything you continue to do over and over. Weather it be drugs or a self sabotaging daily routine.</div>Doug Rohloffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01395558271244458035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648230805578186271.post-78310543156231500072011-11-09T11:49:00.000-08:002011-11-09T11:49:02.609-08:00My Memories of My Father, John Rohloff RIP 1982<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Something I should have wrote when I was 12years old... <br />
My father was a generous man with a large<br />
heart. He was an entrepreneur before people knew what<br />
an entrepreneur was. It took a lot to start a small<br />
business in the 70's. But he seemed to always be busy <br />
working at Rohloff Rug Cleaning. He would stitch,<br />
clean and take all the stains out. Then he would hang<br />
them to dry on our outside banisters with fans on them<br />
in the sun. I used to help him wrap the rugs tightly <br />
in brown paper. Then he tagged them and fit them into<br />
his van for a Saturday delivery. I used to love to<br />
take the trips through out northern N.J. dropping them<br />
off to dry cleaners and picking up the dirty rugs to <br />
be cleaned. I also enjoyed helping him when he cleaned<br />
his client's carpets in Franklin Lakes in big mansion<br />
houses. When he got home at the end of the day he<br />
would spend an hour in the basement again on a card <br />
table he used as a desk. I remember his small righting<br />
on his grid paper. Always keeping organized records.<br />
And his all-famous amazing blue checkbook.<br />
My father always made sure that there was a hearty<br />
dinner on the table. He loved to cook! I'm pretty sure <br />
Thanksgiving was his favorite holiday. He used to<br />
start the Turkey at 3am. On Halloween he would dress<br />
up as an Italian chef. I recall he even used to cater<br />
the Hawthorne Elks Club, Squirres Inn & at special <br />
events and family gatherings he always had some kind<br />
of casserole that he would share.<br />
My father's favorite music was Opera and light 70's.<br />
He used to love to watch Arthur Fiedler & the Boston<br />
Pops on channel 13 PBS. I remember him turning up the <br />
volume as loud as a B/W TV can go, as he acted like he<br />
was the maestro! He loved Musicals. To name a few:<br />
Fiddler on the Roof, My fair Lady & The Music Man. He<br />
even enjoyed taking his mother to a Liberace concert. <br />
Then he went nuts on a rocking chair one day when<br />
these guys came into our house with a cable and just<br />
like that, 78 Channels at a click of a button.<br />
I would say that sports were his other hobby of his.<br />
He loved to watch his Football & baseball games on TV. <br />
And a 6 pack close to hand. He used to take me to<br />
Giant stadium for the football games and Belmont horse<br />
racing to gamble a little. I used to love to go to the<br />
track because I always knew what horse was going to <br />
win while everyone else was going by statistics in the<br />
program books. I remember I won $67 on a $2 bet in the<br />
7th race, horse # 7! I have tried that same ESP in Las Vegas last month with no luck!<br />
I am so thank-full that my Dad signed me up for midget <br />
league baseball. I remember him in the bleachers with<br />
my Mom and the other team parents rooting us on. He<br />
tried me in Football for about a year but I wasn't cut<br />
out for it as much as I think he wanted me to be. But <br />
I did continue baseball for 8 years in Hawthorne.<br />
My dad loved to be with family & friends. It seemed<br />
like every weekend we would have a picnic in our back<br />
yard or we would go to either friends of the family or <br />
visit my Uncles, Aunts & Cousins. Some times it would<br />
be all the above! Some of the fun memories that my<br />
father had will be remembered forever. Can't forget<br />
the food, horseshoes, Poker & beer. I remember the <br />
back of everyone's back yard like it was yesterday. It<br />
was so fun playing with my cousins. I used to think<br />
then that when I grow up I was going to have this<br />
family picnic on weekends too! That has never happened <br />
yet like it was then. It might be a Jersey thing…<br />
There was always one thing my father made sure of<br />
every summer. It was to take a vacation down the shore<br />
no matter what. The memories of crabbing in the bay<br />
will never be forgotten. Being on the beach all day<br />
and taking that cold outside shower at the end of the<br />
day!<br />
On Christmas my father loved to wake up in the<br />
morning. Tammy & I would open our presents. And Dad <br />
would be making Western Omelets & Coffee. He always<br />
got me the coolest presents. And he would help me<br />
assemble each gift until it was working right. After<br />
that I would be in my room playing until I had to <br />
leave to my cousins.<br />
I miss my father so much! I can't believe he left me<br />
the way he did. For years I have been cold and bitter<br />
by the way it all unfolded. To this day I still think<br />
I might have been able to change things. I'm turning <br />
40 years old and I feel like I'm still missing<br />
something from him. I did however learn a lot from<br />
him. And I see a lot of him in myself, some good, some<br />
bad.<br />
I have his heart and his smile. I have his<br />
entrepreneur skill and his poker face with out the <br />
sunglasses. I have his cooking skills.<br />
I have some of his gut and the rest<br />
of his beer!<br />
It seems like time gets shorter every time a loved one<br />
passes away. Since my Father I have lost an Uncle <br />
Jimmy Rohloff, Uncle Andrew Shadegg, And my mother<br />
Judy Rohloff Blauvelt. <br />
But I really wished to God that I talked to them more<br />
often when I had the chance. <br />
Live & Learn. It took a lot of self-help books to <br />
guide me in the right direction. I actually had to<br />
reprogram myself to think different from what I<br />
thought was right and ok. I had to change my money<br />
blueprint from what my parents thought of money. I<br />
also learned that I choose my parents before I was <br />
even alive. And I would still choose them if I had to<br />
do it all over again.<br />
Anyway, I'm going to end this before I fill another <br />
page. I still have to write about my mother in chapter<br />
2. And I could probably write a book on her!<br />
I just want to finally say that I hope you remember my<br />
Father as clear as I remember him. His energy is still <br />
here for us to smile and laugh about.<br />
If there are any pictures or memories you would like to share<br />
with me please call, email or mail them to me.<br />
Thank-you & Love, <br />
Doug Rohloff <br />
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