Category Archives: Friends

A Long and Winding Road

Last night I attended what started out as an informal reunion of the Red Bank High School Class of 1973. It became a fairly formal and very well organized event that was attended by around 70 people. I was amazed by how this thing came together. But I guess I shouldn’t have been. We had some fantastic organizers in our high school.

I saw people I haven’t seen in 35 years and very much surprised that I was recognized by as many people as recognized me. Some of these people I have known since 1960 and was very close to during my childhood and teenage years. Some I barely knew.  It was a joy to see every one  of them.

This got me to thinking, as it was meant to do, just how much changed and how much unchanged we all were. The personalities were all the same but our bodies have aged. So many of us were still recognizable, so few of us weren’t. The real changes weren’t personalities or physical changes but were changes in the eyes.

Last night I truly understood how the eyes are windows into our souls. Even through the joy that appeared in everyone’s eyes on seeing old friends there could be seen the sadness and joys each and every one of us had experienced over the last three and a half decades.

Our experiences were on display there, in our eyes, and I’m sure they would only be visible to people who had known each other as long as we have known each other.

Debbie, thank you so much for being the instigator of this event. Cassandra, I will be eternally grateful to you for organizing everything. Y’all and all the others involved in planning and organizing this event gave me a joy that will stay with me for the rest of my life.

Oh, and Debbie, one other thing. Yes, God is good. God is good all of the time and all of the time God is good. God bless you and have safe travels.

Hard Feelings

I enjoy participating in message forums. I especially enjoy being able to discuss controvesial issues in an objective manner with intelligent people of differing opinions. I have found a forum where the ability to find that sort of conversation is high and I’ve made some friends there. The problem with making genuine freinds in forums such as this is that eventually you will get into a discussion where the passion of the topic run so high that feelings will become hurt or people will just get mad. That will happen between friends at times and that has happened to me recently.

I have a friend, someone whose opinion I value greatly, angry with me because of an opinion that I hold that she disagrees with. The problem is compounded by the fact that I won’t appologize for my opinions. If you can show me where I’m wrong I’ll change my opinion but I won’t apologize for the opinions that I have held. To me that would be the same as apologizing for free thought. I won’t do that.

She will get over her anger eventually but for now she is angry with me and that hurts. For the life of me I can’t understand why people get angry over such conversations. If we disagree, we disagree, but it isn’t like changing or not changing my mind is going to have any impact on her life. I guess for now I’ll just talk to her about the weather and wait for a while before getting into anymore controversial topics with her. It’s a shame too because she can really make me think my positions.

A Pickup

Next Friday will mark my twenty-seventh wedding anniversary. Twenty-seven years is a long time to be married and I’m proud as I can be of every one of those years. I love my wife dearly and would never do anything to damage our relationship or her trust.

That being said, there are some things that being married for that long causes one to miss out on. I haven’t been a part of the pickup scene in bars for over twenty-seven years. Most of the time when I’m in bars I’m with my wife. This evening wasn’t one of those times.

I’m in Augusta, GA on business with a co-worker. He’s a single 42 year old co-worker who, as far as I know, has never been married. After leaving work at our customer’s site today he wanted to stop at a sports bar here in Augusta for a beer.

The first bar we stopped at he decided wasn’t right so back outside we went to find one more to his liking. We ended up at “Somewhere in Augusta” and I’ve got to hand it to him this was a very nice place. Not nice in the sense of being expensive, but nice in the sense of being a comfortable place to sop for a beer.

We had had a couple of beers and a basket of onion rings when a very attractive lady that I judged to be in her late 30s or early 40s asked if the seat next to my co-worker was taken. She and Rich hit it off right off the bat with Rich flipping out his lighter the moment she brought out a cigarrette. They got to talking and politely included me in their conversation, but I could tell that all her attention was on Rich.

We ordered another round of beers and continued with the conversation. As I was finishing with my beer the nice lady called for our tab and Rich let me know that he could find his way back to our motel and would see me in a few hours. I took this que to say my goodnights and find my way back to my motel to write down this story.

I feel quite blessed to have seen my co-worker in action. It’s a lifestyle that I am no longer interested in for myself but I find the interactions taking place here extremely interesting. I don’t know what the ending will actually be and it doesn’t matter. That part is none of my business, just seeing the pickup in action made this an excellent night…. and it isn’t even 7:00pm yet.

Da Worm Buys a Bike

My friend, Jeff, has bought himself a bicycle and is determined to get back in shape. To chronicle this he has started a weblog. Jeff is your typical geek. He’s a 37 year old bachelor with a BSEE who loves beer and stale marshmellow peeps. He has a sample of just about every piece of computer equipment ever made. He’s about as loyal of a friend as anyone could ever ask for.

I’m hoping Jeff can drop a few pounds and get himself back into shape with his bike. I’d like for him to hang around on this earth for a long, long time. Drop by his weblog and leave him a few words of encouragement. He has a way of writing that makes his tale of a quest of for fitness very enjoyable.