A buddy of mine texted me today as he was filling up his gas tank. Him and his wife were on their way to take their daughter to freshman orientation. They were freaking out as that was the day the two of them met 28 yrs ago. I remember that day. My buddy and I both graduated from the same high school and heading off to the same university. Since this university tended to have an early admission schedule, we spend most of our senior year of high school going to the beach, playing Strat-O-Matic baseball, shooting hoops and of course going to the plethora of high school parties with all of our buddies. We weren't goof balls, but lived just on the edge without going too far. Homecoming that year was spent at his house as we fondly remember our in depth discussion with local law enforcement, his younger sibling's anxiety, as well as the barrage of known and unknown guests who came and went all weekend.
That summer he had an early orientation and mine was a few weeks later. His future wife also lived near us so things were in motion for them to get together before we headed off to school. The rest, as we say, is history. They married two years after graduation and then soon started a family. All of us went overboard with the bachelor party and then at the wedding reception as one does as the first from their group graduates to the next level of adulthood.
We stay in touch mainly through social media as life happens to all of us, but the events and memories from nearly 30 years ago still feel as new and exciting as they were then. I guess that is the miracle of the human mind is that it can refute Einstein. Add time and distance to a certain event it tends to get stronger, not weaker, no matter how fast your life is projecting through the universe.
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