This blog is pretty anonymous, and it should stay that way (except for you special few, you know who you are, you little dickenses...). But I've been mulling the past, and how I've left too many people behind in my life, through too many moves across the country and too much laziness and forgetting and closing off my mind and my heart to anyone or anything that might cause an excess welling of emotion.
Given the power of Google, I thought I'd throw out a few names of people I miss, who I think about all the time but have lost from my life completely... If you come across this, and think you might know me, leave a comment or send me an email. In no particular order...
Brian Anton -- my best friend through 8th grade. Then I moved. Comic readin', Micronaut playin' buddy. I remember you asking me once, in 8th grade, if we would still be friends if it weren't for comics. Two answers: yes...and what does that matter?
Homer Cepeda -- It was Homer and Brian and me through 8th grade. Went off to private school after I moved. You'd think you could Google a guy with a name like Homer Cepeda, but nothing comes up but the baseball stats of Orlando Cepeda.
Scott Chankin -- My bowling and summer camp buddy before I moved. I've never gotten over my guilt for not replying to your letter to me after I moved out of town.
Dan Rubin -- College buddy. I'd heard you'd been laid off. You'd always kept in touch. Now you've disappeared and I'm regretting not keeping up. Where did you go?
Eric Geoffroy -- College buddy ... best friend, really, until senior year when you moved off campus and I got a girlfriend, I guess. Tremendous musical talent who opened my eyes to real creativity. What the heck are you doing now?
Lisa Spencer -- that college girlfriend. Hey, look, I'm happily married with kids and all that, but I'd just love to know what you've made of yourself.
There's a longer list, but I'll stop there for now...
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2 comments:
Ken,
Regret (like resentment) is a poison we drink hoping the other person might suffer the consequences. I don't even REMEMBER writing that letter!
I do however, recall looking in a Rhode Island phone book for any Kadets while I was scouting colleges Junior year. Bryant college was the only school I really wanted and hence the only one I received a rejection letter from. Regrets, I've had a few...(insert Sinatra or Sex Pistols music here).
Know that I think of you often and always fondly recall our brief innocent escapades together of our South Jersey youth er, 'yute'.
-Scott
How eloquent...and, yeah, you know, who remembers writing letters at all anymore... Well, let me just say that it's not like I can't sleep at night ... :-) and I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I've done things since that I've managed to regret *more* than this... It is funny, though, the little things you remember and for some reason keep feeling guilty about ...
You know, it's too bad ... you would have found us in RI back then...all the Kadets, I'm sure, were us... we have long since left, however...
I hear you're in the St. Louis area ... I never would have guessed that anyone else followed me back to the midwest ... my brother was actually there until earlier this year and I have work connections there as well...
Anyway, I know Brian pointed you this way, and that's very cool! Thanks for writing! Send me your email address and let's catch up on escapades since...
You can send an email to kkadet@gmail.com... later...
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