Hey, my future grandkids! I hope your lives are filled with joy tonight. The sun is going down here, in rural Douglas County, after a long, hot day.
Had a nice surprise today. One of my old friends from middle school and high school reconnected with me on social media.
We haven’t really talked since he left for Colorado his (our) junior year of high school. He had some things going on at home that probably made it hard for him to stay at home. I knew about some of it, but by that time we were running around with different sets of friends, and we weren’t really talking. Some of the things we started off doing together changed (he was a hell of a football player, I was just starting to learn the game as a player), but as we progressed, we more or less pursued our other interests. He was a singer and an artist, I was interested in drama and some other sports.
We lost touch after he moved. I certainly moved away from most of the people I went to high school with. At my high school, most people either went to the University of Kansas or Kansas State. I chose the oddball route of going to Wichita State and taking my chances walking on the track team.
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37 years after high school… lots of things have changed.
I should be grateful we’ll have the chance to catch up, though. A lot of people never get that chance.
Peace y’all.
