July, July
I got a little time last week to spend some time with Rol'N. We cruised over to Hotpants' and goofed for a little before returning to his place to sleep last tuesday. We went to practice, then had some beers in Lansing afterwards. It was a good time, and I think we both needed the togetherness. I sensed a sadness in him, though. Something famiar that I can't put a name on. I think maybe it's the same sadness that afflicted me when I realized everything had changed, and the old days were long gone. It must be hard for those guys, being gone for so long, with nothing to keep them warm except their memories. And when they return, nothing is how they left. it. And none of the adventures that we will get ourselves into when they return will ever bring back that old feeling of freedom, and rebellion, and comradary, because nothing is ever as good as you remember it. Still, it was good seeing the old chap again, and I think we both felt a little more like ourselves for it. I hope the rest of his time in the service goes fast, and I wish him luck on his current financial endevours.
Brad comes back on the seventh, and we've already got some fun stuff planned. I won't deny my excitement, as it's been a long time since I've got to be with my family. And although there are a few missing, the fun that ensues will surely leave a memory worth envying later.
Ps. I miss you Squee.
Brad comes back on the seventh, and we've already got some fun stuff planned. I won't deny my excitement, as it's been a long time since I've got to be with my family. And although there are a few missing, the fun that ensues will surely leave a memory worth envying later.
Ps. I miss you Squee.