Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Then post this to your journal/blog. See what people remember about you."
My fondest memory involves a sudden rush of panic, a Killians, and something that I still maintain was related to Jaws...
I really don't know you well enough to have a memory that I remember.
Do I really need to say anything here? ... Well, it involves, what I consider, my best stage performance of all time. And something about you needing a taxi, because you were going home.... ;-)
But I'll at least add that I can remember so, SO many times when three particular gentlemen were arrayed in a particular formation for several momentous snapshots.
By 10:04 AM, at
Yeah, that was Sherriff. ^^^^
By 10:04 AM, at
1. When you introduced yourself to me at church one evening, two years after we had met for the first time.
2. When you chucked the leftover consecrated bread off the cliff into the woods to "share with the animals." I didn't realize you were that supportive of open communion!
3. Mideast foreign policy with Hank, but I cannot mention specifics out of fear that the Dept. of Homeland Security, FBI, or CIA might come after us/him if I mentioned those on the blog.
By 11:34 AM, at
"You're bleeding again."
Using my old bank statements to kindle the bonfire on the N/S lawn.
Honestly... this is the first thing that came to mind. Standing at the closing of Happening #40 and you were crying (happy tears of course) and someone turned the overhead in front of you to put on the next song.... the bright light shown in your face and you shouted "I have seen the light"!
By 6:21 PM, at
This has been a pretty neat exercise and so I want to return the favor to y'all that have commented.
Beal - Seeing you walk in to the Fraternity lounge that fateful first night of the formal smoker and turning to Fox and saying, "Now, here's a nervous fella." Also, the look of sheer connection on your face when you met my friend Kate and she said, "I'll stuff your Stotinki." To which you turned to me and said, "Usually people only talk like this in my wildest of dreams!"
K - Wow, K, glad I'm so memorable to you. I have lots of memories of you. Among them being the night Heather, Sky, you and I sat around a table laughing, playing cards, and drinking a beer. Also the look of sadness on you face when you first told me about you and your father's estrangment.
Sherriff - That was a fine performance, and somehow I still amnage to have love in my heart for you! My memory is of us grilling burgers at the football rush event, because dammit, we were hungry and no one else had fired it up yet.
BP - Will I never live that down? No, it's too rich to live down. I remember stuffing about 17 people into your reg bug to drive over to the Village Tavern for the Vestry dinners. Good times...
Hudd - O, where to begin! I think I'll stick with the numerous times our "arguments" erupted in horrid bouts of name calling (and you know THE name I am thinking of) and chasing each other around with plastic bottles, beating each other about the head.
Reverend Ref - Just to clarify for my other readers, you gave me those statements to burn; I wasn't committing arson. I remember sitting and talking with you in Junkin my first year at Seabury about some of the troubles I was having and how you really helped encourage me.
Randall - I'll take you back two Happenings to #38 and recall one of the most charming, fun, and energetic members of my very first group who would become such an integral part of the SW FL Happening community.
To be cheesy about it...thanks for the memories.
ooh ooh, i want to play.
I have a few...
- how grateful you were that I brought you homemade biscuits and apple butter one morning.
- when i put the cinammon in your apple pie shot...and got it all over you.
- dancing at Hinson's and Lucia and Mason's weddings 'cause we were the single folk.
By 11:53 PM, at
Sitting next to you in chapel, with young Sofie; and watching a bit of nervous anxiety about baby-tending ("You do know how this works, right?") turn into bemused contentment, and a smile that never left your face.
Watching you bless the wine..that was already in someone's stomach.
Actually I do remember that Ryan, it was a good time had by all!
To reply to the new memories posted:
Steph - That apple butter and biscuits is likely the finest breakfast I've ever had. I won't forget that one soon. For you, I remember your performance in a show involving golf and how I took a certain amount of pride in turning to the oogling freshmen behind us and saying I knew you. I also recall you and your family's kindness to me in allowing me to use your back porch as a storage shed for one summer. And of course, my dancing partner (and dare I say wine drinking partner?).
Jane Ellen - ah, my chapel buddy who I've missed this term! Let's see, I'll go ahead and admit it: The look of glee on your face in response to the look of confusion and wonder on my face when you told me your prior profession.
Lacy - Oh yes, the glory days of high school prom parties! How about that bunch of us makeing that silly film wherein you and I squeezed ourselves into your old school uniforms and then said something about cookies...
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Well, the look on your face when we were singing #412 during that Community Forum was pretty priceless... but since you already used that one on my page... I have to say the look on your face when I wanted to put blue cheese dressing on my biscuits was pretty priceless too :)
So many...a lot of general impressions (You are from the South, bro. This goes a long way with me.)...But you constant laughter at the One of the Girls concert last year made my week. I am glad you had such a good time.
Ah, I see that wasn't the proper memory one should retain of a seminarian. Or at least not one he wanted known.
I sent you an email with what I hope was an approproate and adequate explanation.