Month: April 2004

I often think about the friends I grew up with, wondering where they are and what they’re doing. So, now that I have a presence on the web, I’ll make this public enquire about them, asking them to contact me, for ole time’s sake.

Scott Lewis: Long time friends until junior-high school, where our interersts changed. His dad was a fireman, and he had a sister a couple of years older than us. He had a black and white dog named Lady, I think, who never strayed off their lawn, as if there was a fence blocking her way. They raised chickens once in their basement; I remember Scott telling me about how he chopped a chicken’s head off. He introduced me to french toast when we were about 10: he fried the egg sodden bread in a pound of butter.

Paul Cooper: I think we became friends in Cubs or Scouts, losing touch after high school. He was into cars and motorcycles as he had a knack for mechnical, hands-on activities. I helped his family setup an above ground pool; I remember almost fainting while working on a hot summer day, installing the pool’s lining. We led the Junior High school’s chess club, winning the provincial tournament one year, and maybe two.

Mary-Ellen Kendall: I got to know her through Paul since they went out together. We were in a lot of classes together in high school. For my 18th or 19th birthday she bought me scimpy underwear which I briefly (haha) modeled for her and her friend. While attending university in St. John’s, Newfoundland, she was in town for a few days, so we got together for a night, going to a club or two. I was a shy heel that night (that is, even more so), and regret not being… well, fun.

Carolyn Kendell: Mary-Ellen’s sister, a couple of years younger than me. She went out with my brother. She taught me how to drive a standard shift. She lived with me in Montreal for a few months, in my cramped basement apartment. It was a platonic relationship, unfortunately.

Hope I didn’t forget anyone.