And then there was this...

Well, this past Monday I received a phone call from my wife telling me about a guy we went to school with. SHe asked me if I remembered him. I told her that I did. SHe then informed me that he had killed himself over the weekend. I was shocked. I never understood how someone can even think about doing that, much less following through with it. I know it happens all the time. I just don't understand. Anyhow, we went to his visitation last night. My wife and I had mix feelings about going. You see we were not to thrilled about seeing old high school people. I know. I know. That sounds terrible. We weren't even looking forward to our 10 year reunion (next year). Let's just say that we had a different group of kids we hung out with during high school. She really didn't get along with my friends at the time as most of them were females. That was an obstacle we worked on for years to overcome, but that is another story. She didn't think we would see that many people from school. She didn't give a reason for her thoughts. It was just a feeling she had. We went in, and lo and behold, there they were...high school friends. Now I am at an advantage, because when we graduated from high school, I had hair down to the middle of my back. I was actually known for my hair. If you have seen me recently, or looked at my picture blogs (there's one picture of me in there) you would know that the hair is a little bit different. I mean. There's only a little bit left. I could have gone through there by myself, and only gotten noticed by 1 maybe 2 people. One girl remembered me, but I was with my wife, and she remembered her. Another old friend of mine (since 1987) remembered me right off. You wouldn't believe how much people change. I mentioned we hung out with different groups of kids, and that is exactly right. We were all kids. I thnk we were worried we would meet those same kids. WRONG!!! Just about everyone we spoke with was very kind. I think we all grew up a little bit. Some of us grew up and out, myself included. We really enjoyed talking about the lost time. Where did it all go?
The guy that I said remembered me right off said that he was thinking about me just a few days before. He had been moving some things around, and found something that I had given him one day, when he had stayed the night at my house. That was probably around 1989 or so. I want you to know the feeling that gave me was great. It brought back so many memories. Where does it all go? It amazes to look back at my childhood and say "yeah that happened 20 years ago..." I guess I have a lot of road to go. One thing is for sure. It's been a great ride. And I hope it stays that way. After seeing one of my fellow classmates in a casket, it really opened my eyes. You just never know. You look at things a bit differently. Well, I guess I will close now. Hope to hear from you soon...Oh By the way, my wife and I are now excitedand are looking forward to our 10 year reunion.