Every year we try to get together with our old pals from our days with Santa Cruz County. Every year our group of "insiders" gets smaller, although this year it was because of the flu rather than something more serious.
We sit around hashing through those days when one of us taught Italian on his breaks at UCSC, One of us surfed. We played darts and softball and went to breakfast and got up at 2 AM to meet on the beach to watch planet configurations. We were a lively irreverent bunch, even if it's hard to tell that in this picture.
We're mostly grandparents now with Medicare cards, our little group, sort of like a handful of World War II vets or SF Earthquake survivors. We're lucky to have these histories, these 30 year friendships.
8 years ago