It was a parent’s worst nightmare come true when the Wesenbergs lost their little son Ted one Sunday afternoon. Unfortunately, it happened in a place that was supposed to be the safest for the family, where nothing should have gone wrong, yet everything did.
The Wesenbergs found Ted dead in their swimming pool. His body was floating like a pool float, and Paul Wesenberg had dived into the water to save his son, but it was too late—neither his mouth-to-mouth nor the paramedics he’d dialed could bring his son back.
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Linda Wesenberg couldn’t bear the sorrow of losing her son, and she sat as pale, numb, and motionless as her late son at his funeral. Then as a week went by without Ted in the Wesenberg household, things turned chaotic, brutal even, and so harsh that little Clark couldn’t stand it…
Linda and Paul were struggling to cope with their loss, and they fought every day, every time. Clark heard loud noises from his parents’ room every night, and his mommy would get frustrated and eventually cry.
His daddy would blame his mommy for Ted’s death, and his mommy would blame everything on his daddy. Clark hid under his blanket every night, clutching his teddy bear and sobbing whenever he heard his parents bickering.
No loss is so profound that love cannot heal it.
When Ted was there with him, things had been so different. Their parents rarely argued back then, and his mommy was never sad and upset. She would kiss him goodnight and hug him before she tucked him in bed, but she no longer did any of that now.
She had also stopped making breakfast and often stayed in bed, telling him she was ill. Paul always made them toast and eggs for breakfast now, and he had started arriving home early to prepare dinner for them, but his cooking was not even close to Linda’s.
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Clark missed his brother. He missed Ted so badly that he wished he had gone to the place where his brother was… because their parents no longer cared about their son, who was still alive.
All they cared about was who was to blame for their other son’s death.
One evening, things went from bad to worse. Clark heard his parents arguing again, and he was so frustrated that he couldn’t stand it. “Mommy! Daddy! Please stop!” he yelled as he stormed into their bedroom. “Please stop! I don’t like it when you fight!”
“Look, Paul!” his mother hissed. “I lost Ted because of you, and now Clark hates you!”
“Oh really, Linda?” Paul shot back. “And what about you? I don’t think Clark’s in awe of you!”
Clark’s parents forgot he was in their room and continued to argue. They began blaming each other for Ted’s death again, and Clark decided he didn’t want to stay there any longer. Their home was filled with screams and tears since Ted left, and Clark had started despising his home.
“I hate you both…” he whispered, tears running down his cheeks. “I HATE YOU, MOMMY AND DADDY! I don’t want to live with you! I’m going to meet Ted because only he loved me!”
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Ted ran away from his parents’ room and out the front door. He paused to collect the dahlias he and Ted grew in their garden before running away to Ted’s grave in the cemetery only blocks away from their home.
“Look, you made him cry again. I’m sure you’re relieved now!” Paul snarled.
“I made him cry? Stop acting like I’m the bad person here!”
Linda and Paul continued to bicker, unconcerned about their little son, who’d run away to the cemetery alone. Clark sobbed as he pressed his fingertips against his brother’s gravestone and ran his fingers over the inscription.
“In the beloved memory of Ted Wesenberg,” read the engraving.
Clark bawled his eyes out at the sight of his brother’s grave. He missed Ted so much!
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“I… I m—miss you, Ted,” he wept. “Could you please ask the angels to return you?”
“…and mommy and daddy are constantly arguing. Ted, they no longer love me. They hate me, and they don’t care about me. Could you please come back, Ted? Please? Nobody plays football with me, not even daddy…”
Clark had never felt so alone in his life. He placed the dahlias against his brother’s grave and sat down on the prickly grass, telling him about his heart’s concerns and how ignored and forgotten he felt.
Clark couldn’t stop crying as he told Ted how much he missed him, how difficult life was without him, and how much their parents had changed. He complained to him about the burnt breakfasts, how he had stopped growing dahlias, and how lonely he was.
Clark’s heart was so at ease after finally sharing his worries with his brother that he didn’t notice when the hours passed, and the sky darkened. The cemetery became deserted, and there wasn’t a single soul in sight. Yet, Clark decided not to go home because it was the first time since Ted’s death that he felt at peace.
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Suddenly, he heard the rustling of dried leaves behind him. Clark looked around in fright. Who could’ve come to the gravesite at this hour? He sprang to his feet in terror as the sound grew louder and louder, still searching about.
Terrified he wasn’t alone, Clark whirled back to run, but he was too late. He saw several men clad in black robes approaching him. Their faces were obscured with hoods, and they held firebrands.
“See who has arrived in our dark kingdom! You shouldn’t have risked coming here, boy!” shouted one of the men.
“Who… who are you?” Clark asked in tears. “Please let me go!”
Clark was shaking in fear and didn’t know how to get himself out of trouble. The men didn’t let him leave.
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Clark was terrified of the dudes in robes, but then he heard a man’s booming voice. “Chad, back off! How many times will I tell you not to gather in my graveyard with your idiotic pals dressed in cult garb?”
Clark noticed the tall, well-dressed man in his 50s, as he approached. “Don’t worry, boy,” he said to Clark. “These boys won’t do anything. They’re worse than kids!”
“Oh, c’mon, Mr. Bowen!” The dude who stood face-to-face with Clark pulled off his hood and sighed. “Where else are our cult’s activities intended to take place if not here in a cemetery?”
“How about you stop burning your lousy report cards here and start studying instead? Back off, or I’ll tell your mother you often smoke here! I’m sure you wouldn’t take that chance. Now, you,” he gestured to Clark. “Come here, kid. Let’s get you home.”
Mr. Bowen seemed like a nice man to Clark. He dashed up to him and grasped his outstretched arm. Mr. Bowen took the boy to a small cabin and served him hot chocolate.
“What were you doing here at this hour?” the older man asked Clark.
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Mr. Bowen appeared to be a kind man, so Clark opened up to him about his parents and brother, how their lives had turned into a living hell since Ted died, and how he didn’t like his parents and didn’t want to go home.
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Back home, Linda was panicking. She dialed Paul several times, but he wasn’t answering. It’d been over two hours since Paul left home after their quarrel.
She had been sitting at the kitchen table, venting to her friend on the phone all this while. As soon as she hung up and looked around, it hit her: Clark wasn’t around. Where’s Clark?
Linda’s heart was racing as she looked at the clock. It was past 11 p.m. when she checked Clark’s room and found him missing. Linda then went into the other rooms, the bathrooms, and the backyard, but Clark was nowhere to be found. To her, it was as if he’d vanished into thin air.
She called Paul again, no answer. “Pick your darn phone, Paul!” she cried. “Oh gosh! What do I do now?”
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Linda paced nervously in her living room. She had no idea where to look for Clark until… she remembered him coming into the bedroom when she and Paul were arguing.
“The cemetery!” she recalled. “He was going to meet Ted!”
Linda grabbed the house keys, locked the door, and hurried to the cemetery. As she turned to the first street, she saw Paul’s car. He pulled over and rolled down his window.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
“Clark isn’t home yet!” she said, getting inside the car. “Drive to the cemetery now!”
“What the hell?” Paul cried, starting the engine. “But when… did he never come back?”
“No, Paul! We were, well…” she paused. “We were so busy arguing that we didn’t notice!”
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Paul and Linda hurried to Ted’s grave as soon as they got to the cemetery. But there was no sign of Clark.
“Clark!” Linda shouted. “Honey, where are you?”
Right then, Paul nudged Linda. “Linda!” he cried. “What the hell is going on there!? Look!”
Paul and Linda were taken aback when they noticed a fire in the distance and heard voices performing chants. As they approached the gathering, they saw several teens dressed in black robes performing some sort of ceremony.
“Oh Lord,” Linda cried out. “Could they… have done something to Clark? Oh no, we’ve just lost Ted, and now—”
“Linda, no,” Paul consoled her. “Let’s not jump to any conclusions. Wait right here. Excuse me, boys,” he began hesitantly, approaching them. “Is it possible you saw this boy here…”
One of the boys smirked as Paul showed them a photo of Clark. “Your son arrived at the wrong place at the wrong time!” he shouted. “Your son should not have come!”
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Paul looked intently at the teen, then at his friends. In those robes, they all appeared nothing but dumb, and they’d been burning what appeared to be their grade cards.
“Oh really?” he asked, putting his phone in his back pocket. “Well…” Paul grabbed the boy’s collar and yanked him forward.
“Listen, kid; You’d better speak out, or you’re going home with a broken nose!”
“Woah, woah, okay! Relax!” the boy Paul had warned said. “I’m…I’m Chad! And I saw your son. We did nothing to him! Mr. Bowen, the graveyard guard, grabbed him.”
“What?”
“He… he took your son, sir. I swear. He lives right outside the cemetery! We just come here every night to scare people, that’s all!”
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When Paul and Linda arrived at Mr. Bowen’s cottage, they noticed Clark and Mr. Bowen seated on a sofa through the window. The parents wanted to burst inside and hug their son but stopped in their tracks when they overheard him talking.
Paul and Linda were embarrassed. They listened in tears and shock as Clark spoke about his heart’s worries, and Mr. Bowen advised him to reconcile with his parents. “They still adore you, little boy,” the older man said. “Look, kid. I lost my wife and child. Their plane crashed, and I’ve lived in this nightmare for years, missing them every single day and night. What’s happened in your family is any parent’s worst nightmare come true. How about we be kinder to them?”
Clark agreed, nodding at some point.
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Instead of grieving the loss of what you don’t have, take the opportunity to appreciate what you do have.
Paul and Linda could no longer wait.
“I’m so sorry, honey!” Linda cried as she and Paul stormed into the cottage. She held her boy close as her tears flowed freely.
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Paul looked at Mr. Bowen apologetically and thanked him for saving Clark. “Thank you,” he said. “Thank you so much for what you did for our family just now.”
“No problem. I know the hell you’re going through. So, I understand. Hang in there.”
Eventually, Mr. Bowen became the Wesenbergs’ close friend. In months, idyll returned to this family’s household. They could heal from Ted’s loss and finally look at life positively.
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THE EVOLVING FACE OF NICK NOLTE: UNRECOGNIZABLE FROM HIS 1970S HEARTTHROB DAYS
Nick Nolte is famous for playing strong and confident characters now, but a long time ago, he was a big heartthrob. Today, the skilled actor is 82 years old, and I have to tell you, he looks quite different from how he did back in the 1970s when he was considered a heartthrob.
I really admire Nick Nolte’s incredible talent – he’s truly one of the best actors in American cinema history.
I like how his face, with its strong, square jaw and distinct features, along with his untamed and wild hair, gives him a powerful and almost barbaric look, like a character from a Shakespeare play.
What makes his acting so captivating is his ability to be versatile and the deep emotions you can see in his eyes. Nick always delivers performances that are genuine and honest. If we check his achievements, it’s clear that many people appreciate his acting skills.
In 1991, Nolte won a big award called the Golden Globe for Best Actor in a Dramatic Movie. He was also considered for another major award, the Academy Award for Best Actor, for his role in the 1991 film The Prince of Tides.
Nick Nolte used to be a really well-known actor, especially for his strong roles in movies like Affliction and Warrior, which got him nominated for big awards like the Academy Award.
But today, he’s different from the time when he won the Golden Globe. In 2002, a famous messy picture of him taken by the police hurt his reputation. He also had some legal and personal problems that made things even more difficult.
For younger people, it might be surprising to learn that in the 1970s, Nolte was seen as the ideal American hero. He was even called the Sexiest Man Alive by People magazine.
So, how did Nick Nolte become so famous?
In high school, he wasn’t really into acting, according to his football coach in Omaha. Back then, he was good at playing football but was described as a “skinny, awkward kid with a crew cut.”
Nolte himself says he was very shy and never felt comfortable in groups when he was a kid. School was tough for him, and only later in life did he find out he had dyslexia.
The handsome Nolte, born in Omaha, Nebraska, on February 8, 1941, got his big breakthrough in the TV miniseries Rich Man, Poor Man (1976). Not long after that, he became a household name and an American heartthrob.
However, he started working as a model in the 1960s. One of his most famous shots came while he cut an impressive figure together with Sigourney Weaver for Clairol’s “Summer Blonde” hair coloring campaign back in 1972. According to Eighties Kids, the commercial remains the only time a man has ever appeared on a box of women’s hair dye.
Even though Nick Nolte wasn’t well-known at first, he got a big break when he was chosen for a show called Rich Man, Poor Man. In the series, he played Rudy’s brother Tom and portrayed the character with the charm of a true American hero.
This show completely changed Nolte’s life. He became very popular, especially with the ladies, for his role as the classic bad boy, Tom. To fit the part, he had to work hard on his body. When he played the younger version of his character, he weighed around 150 pounds.
Nolte shared, “I remember the different stages I went through for Rich Man, Poor Man. That was the biggest span in age. It went from 16 to 45. Physically, I thought of the weight I was as a sophomore in high school, which was 150 pounds. So I dropped down to that weight and got that boy body back. I ran around that Hollywood reservoir day and night,” as he told Insider in 2022.
After the success of Rich Man, Poor Man, Nick Nolte, who comes from Nebraska, kept proving he was a fantastic actor, always giving great performances. In 1982, he became a huge star in Hollywood with the action-comedy 48 Hrs.
This movie, where Nolte acted alongside Eddie Murphy, was a big deal in many ways.
“What’s not often talked about with 48 Hrs. is that it’s the first film where black and white people criticize each other,” Nolte explained in 2011.
“After Civil Rights, it was awkward for white and black people. We didn’t know how to talk to each other.”
In the 1990s, Nick Nolte was at the top of his career. He was a big star, making lots of money, and everyone respected him as an actor.
But in the 2000s, things changed. Nolte became known for more than just his work in movies and TV,
He lived up to his reputation as one of Hollywood’s bad boys. The actor faced personal problems, went through three divorces, and got arrested a few times.
Despite being named the ‘sexiest man alive’ by Hollywood, he ended up in the news for a memorable photo taken by the police.
However, since 2002, Nick has been sober.
“At one point, I was really down, and I let things slide,” Nolte explained.
“I used to drink when things got tough – like dealing with relationships or when projects didn’t work out. I even used alcohol to cope with loneliness and the ironic kind of isolation that comes with being a celebrity.”
In the last few years, Nick Nolte has been in smaller roles and he looks quite different from when he was a big Hollywood star.
Now, the experienced actor lives in a treehouse in the lovely city of Malibu, California. He built the house himself and shares it with his wife, Clytie Lane.
The star of The Prince of Tides likes to be with his kids and he enjoys reading and being outside. Nick has a son named Brawley Nolte (born in 1986) and a daughter named Sophia Lane Nolte (born in 2001).
Nick Nolte’s kids, Brawley and Sophia, tried out acting for a bit, and it seemed like they might follow in their dad’s footsteps.
Sophia even acted with her dad in a movie called Honey in the Head, where she played Nolte’s granddaughter.
“She’s like a little grown-up. Sometimes she calls me Grandpa instead of Daddy because all her friends’ dads are young. I’m almost 80. My son Brawley is in his 30s. He did some acting, but that’s not what he wanted. He’s studying to be a doctor,” Nolte shared with Saturday Evening Post.
Even though many years have gone by, Nick Nolte still has that mischievous smile, beautiful eyes, and a charming personality. At 82, he looks great and continues to do what he loves most – acting.
What’s cool is that he has a positive attitude about getting older.
“I don’t regret being old at all. I’m not having much trouble with age. I’m pretty comfortable with it, knowing that there’s one more big adventure to do. It’s kind of spooky, but I accept it. You fight like crazy until the end. I think you just have to keep moving and keep doing it,” he says.
In my opinion, Nick Nolte is often overlooked when people talk about top male actors.
Thank you for all the memories over the years, Nick! You are such a great actor and an articulate, cultured gentleman!
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