Thursday, October 12, 2006

Have They Changed?

I've been thinking about the people at my reunion. Did they change? For me and my close friends, some of whom I've known since elementary school, it was like we were never apart. We're older but honestly everyone looks the same to me just a wee bit older. I'm sure a kid would look at us and say "middle-age". But let me tell you. When we got on the dance floor and started tearing it up we felt as young and cool as we ever were.

I will be holing up in the studio for the next couple of days. I bought Bob Woodwards audiobook State of Denial. 6 CD's and 7 hours of listening. Should take me some of the way through the work I have to do.

Sorry, no pics. Blogger would have none of that!

13 Comments:

Blogger Ole Blue The Heretic said...

Everyone I went to School with in the little town I grew up in is basically the same.

I on the other hand have changed very much and it is difficult for some to grasp that.

Blogger went down this morning. Some blogs are still not back up!

10/12/2006 10:56:00 AM  
Blogger The Future Was Yesterday said...

We all change as we grow of course, but I think some of us retain more of that "core personality" that we had when we were younger, than others. I was in a Michigan town, raising hell with some others over a filthy, open dump, when this guy looks at me; "Dan!! Is that you??" He had been my "crayon swiping" buddy in Kindergarden, and we hadn't seen each other since!! Pretty strange, but also pretty neat.

Or maybe I just have never grown up.:)

10/12/2006 05:28:00 PM  
Blogger Carla said...

I just made up Bob Woodward last night. Not very talkative, and he had cranberry-apple decaf tea.

10/12/2006 06:55:00 PM  
Blogger No said...

really, Carla?

10/13/2006 02:28:00 AM  
Blogger carbunclefrank said...

We might adapt to our present situation as we wander through life, but I, for one, dont think we really change. Our "self" is formed early in our lives and we return to it mentally if not physically when we are at peace, or alone, or when something triggers our mind to remember how we were. Had a cup of coffee the other day at a coffee shop and was sitting outside looking at the red rocks of Sedona when the guy next to me lit a cigarette. I quit twenty years ago along with another smoking vice, but at that moment I thought; "Man, this would really be great if I was stoned and puffin' on a Camel. Of course, that didnt happen, but the thought was there.

10/13/2006 08:20:00 AM  
Blogger Mary said...

Ole Blue- There are certain kinds of change that I think are hard for some people to understand like religous and political.

TUA- I think you're right. I think thats what I encountered. Those "core personalities" were all in place.

Carla- Oh you should have invited him for Thanksgiving dinner. Maybe he could investigate why the DellaTorres are so f'd up. Can you imagine his seriousness amongst the Thanksgiving chaos? Cranberry-apple decaf...hmmm.

No- Yes.

Carbuncle- I agree. We are who we are.

10/13/2006 09:57:00 AM  
Blogger Donnie McDaniel said...

I ran into a guy from school several years ago. I ran into him in a store and he recognized me after a few minutes. He asked if I was Donnie. So after a few minutes of waiting in line and just chatting, I finally asked what has he been up to. He then tells me how he was a lawyer.

Up to that point, I was just passing the time away. So my response to him was "Well, you cheated your way through High school, so that should not give you any conflict of interest or guilty feelings" and he said that I would never have said such a thing in school.

I then told him that "He can thank Uncle Sam for that, and I was no longer that smaller kid in school." After that comment, he kinda took a second look and said that I looked pumped up and bigger than I used to be.

Then the funniest thing happened, he asked me if he ever did anything to hurt my feelings. So I was nice, and let him know that I never had bad feelings toward him. But some of his friends were on my shit list!!

10/13/2006 11:40:00 AM  
Blogger Donnie McDaniel said...

The Moral of the story is that you must always treat people with respect and not try to make yourself look better by bringing misery to others. That same person might come back into your life as a cop, judge, lawyer, politician or GOD Forbid, a Marine with a long term memory!

10/13/2006 11:47:00 AM  
Blogger Mary said...

Too true Donnie.

10/13/2006 12:07:00 PM  
Blogger Mary said...

I always tried to be nice to everyone is school. I was not in that popular group but I did have very good friends. I found some people who wouldn't talk to me in HS seem to be alot more open now but then there were those that still were too good. Whatever. The difference w/me these days is I don't give a shit. I really do know that person isn't worth my efforts. Wish I could have really known that is school.

10/13/2006 12:15:00 PM  
Blogger beachblogger said...

you got me thinking. i'm cleaning out a bookshelf and my high school yearbooks are there, i graduated in '72. i heard a radio story about the ceo of Sun Micro Systems this week, he was in my class. anyhow i'm this close to just tossing them. how long do i have to hold onto this kind of stuff? would i regret tossing them?

10/14/2006 02:03:00 PM  
Blogger Mary said...

Guaranteed you won't miss them a bit until you toss them. Isn't that howit works? I don't have any yearbooks because my parents didn't have the money for them and I do okay. I never discourage anyone from get rid of stuff. We all have too much. If there is any part of it you do want then rip it out and paste it in a journal or scrapbook. Thats what I do.

10/14/2006 03:39:00 PM  
Blogger Guyana-Gyal said...

I don't even know where half the folks I was in school with are now, everybody's migrated.

It's great that you had fun at your high school reunion, Mary.

10/16/2006 08:48:00 PM  

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