Hey Devin,
Being pretty much the only dude at Western that I didn’t want to beat the shit out of is a pretty high honor in my book. While there were a few teachers I like who were dudes, most the male students felt the need to have pissing contests with me on a daily basis. I know, I know, yeah I am an old dude wandering around a bunch of young bucks, but jesus, somedays I just had to smoke all day in the middle of the field to get some peace. Then there was you.
Laid back. I know this is a term to describe a lot of people, and often it is used as an underhanded way to say someone was harmless in that damp towel sort of way. But not with you. While I never directly saw you do anything bad, I could certainly sense that (much like myself) given the right motivation you would not hesitate drop gloves and say some cold shit. We had some good ol’ times in drawing class and out on the stoop at WMU. Though the daily run ins in the hallways were more indicative of our functioning associations. Quick 2 minute updates on the university shitstorms, various admissions about hating/failing a class, smoking, then right back into the fray.
It might not have seemed like much, but coming from a guy that spent the 2 previous years of school smoking by himself pretending he didn’t see the other smokers, it was a god send. I saw you recently which means you are still in town someplace, which means I will get to run into you again.
We have never really done the FB thing, so this all is really a formality, but well I kept you on here for a reason, which I stated above.
Shoot me an email next time you are rollin out somewhere, we can meet up and rehash silly shit from days gone by. If nothing else we can stand out side of a bar and chain smoke and pace like the good ol’ days.
Today was a great day, but tomorrow our FBfriendship will end,
Curt
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