contact, I did get a note off to my mother yesterday, but she knows who I am now and for her it is always the same as I was at six and seven. I am sure I am not but then I don't remember that young fellow as well as she.
All of us have some one's name stuck in our head that we would like to know they did well and got on with life. I have searched for old friends and found and exchanged notes with some, not being a talker as much as a writer I am more comfortable in email or letters than the telephone, but Bruce Wayne ran me down and we talked forever about his life on the telephone. Great call, then sometime after Z called and told me that he had died and about the funeral and what had been happening in his life as he and his wife follow NASCAR around. Links and connections...
Anne Lecki-Ewing comes to mind; as the girl that out shot me in the Junior High Rifle club, she went on to be part of the first girls team from our high school to compete against other schools in 1964, then she and her family went off to Canada. Looking at the picture of the girls in the rifle team I realize they were the really good ones, and I wonder if she did as well, she had all the right stuff and a great start. But one never knows all that lies inside anyone, do they? I hope she had a great life, actually hope she is still having that kind of life and that she is still shooting. But then I kind of doubt that she would be, but she could be.
The trouble with Google and women is they keep having opportunity to change their family names, and they do. I won't be running anyone down, breath a sigh of relief, this is just idle speculation to start my motor running today. Take care out there, and you go find someone you knew from way back when -- you can tell I am sure there aren't any teenagers reading this - they don't have a way back when folder in their mind, everything is new and now or just yesterday...
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