Welcome to the Hammster's home. Also visit some of the other pages to see more pictures! Enjoy your stay and don't forget to sign my guestbook before you go.

Hi! My name is Darcy, also known as "Hammster". I was born just before midnight on May 9, 1968. Which maybe part of the reason I'm a nightowl! I'm a tig welder and an EMT-I and just recently became a firefighter as well. My husband and I both run volunteer life squad and fire dept. in a rural area. It's very rewarding at times and a great way to releive stress if you love doing it as much as I do. My favorite things include fast cars and loud music. I currently  have a '98 Trans Am. And of course, watching my favorite tv shows...ER and THIRD WATCH. I also enjoy  riding my Honda Shadow VLX, 4-wheelers, computers, boating and water skiing, spending time with my animals, (which consists of 6 horses, a Saint Bernard, 4 cats and the newest addition to the family, a black lab named "BEAR".).   I Like almost any kind of music, but my favorite is Rock. My all time favorite is John Mellencamp. I also like  AC/DC, Aerosmith, Robert Cray, McGuffey Lane, Matchbox 20 and many others.   I enjoy reading, and ocassionaly writing poetry. I work third shift, which fits me well since I'm a nightowl. I hope you'll stay and meet some of my friends and family and check out some of my favorite links.

This is my husband of 15 years, Mike. He is an EMT-I a firefighter and a tig welder. He likes to ride his motorcycle or quad runner, also enjoys fishing and working on his John Deere model B tractor.  Mike and I met in high school and have been together every since. He's a great guy and a great husband.

WE MISS YOU, CRAIG We think about you each and every day There's an emptiness within it will never be the same Some days it don't feel real you can't really be gone Some days we lack the strength and the willingness to go on Places that we go everything we do Just don't seem right not without you Haunted by the words Your daddy said that day No matter how I try The words won't go away Wishing I would wake up And find it a bad dream But each morning I realize The saddness of reality I hope you knew How very much you were loved And just how much you meant To the four of us A hole in our hearts That only you could fill A place forever yours Remains and always will dlh 7/23/02

~ CRAIG ~ A handsome young man At thirteen years old With big brown eyes And a heart of gold Going to the camp And out on the boat And riding that four-wheeler In sun, rain or snow John Deere and Ford And Nascar's number two Just a few of his favorites As everyone knew He touched the hearts Of all who knew him With those innocent eyes And that silly sweet grin He had a soft spot for the elderly And handi-capped kids And the little ones loved And looked up to him From the time he could talk So mature he always seemed He could carry a conversation Like you wouldn't believe It seems so unfair Such a short little life And though we must go on Ahead are difficult times We'll never forget you, Craigy AAnd all the things you loved We know that you are watching From a better place above dlh5/19/02

Craig was the kind of kid who gave so much of himself to others. Especially for his age. He started a penny drive for the families of the victims of 9-11, raising over $800.00. His heart went out to those families. Just a small example of the kind of kid he was............. In loving memory of Craig Matthew Weeks. Craigy, we miss you so much!!

This is Chrys, Craig's mom and my bestest bud since grade school. Our  friendship has stood the test of time. We're more like sisters than best friends. She's the greatest and there's noone I'd rather have as a best bud! Love ya girlfriend! :-)

Smile- and the world smiles with you, cry - and you cry alone.

My life is a little brighter today......Because I have shared it with you.

It'snever too late to be what you might have been ~ GEORGE ELIOT

This is one of my favorite poetry sites http://starlitecafe.pair.com/poetry.html

Lying here listening   to the sounds of the night. The crickets chirping,   the coyotees howling in the distant dark. The moon shining   so bright in the sky The sound of a stream   trickling over the rocks. It's all so peaceful. Just the peaceful sounds of the dark.    innocent sounds...      the stillness of the night. Here I've found serenity. dlh '94

My Honda Shadow VLX 600

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