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Today, I went through some postcards I received during my last year of high school and first year of college:
The top two cards (from Marvel comics) were from a friend in Lexington, KY. I especially like the top image, and I'll probably create a "new" card with it later this year (i.e., pasting it to the front of a blank card for one of my penpals).
On the back of the card, the friend wrote, Hey, remember someone named [redacted]? or [redacted]? They're here, and remember you as "weird weird weird!"
It's funny how the opinions of people who don't matter can still sting, innit? But I didn't apologize for flying the freak flag back then, and I sure as hell don't regret it now -- some of the lovely messages I received this very week were from bright and beautiful friends I would not have met splashing around in the mainstream.
So, now is not friggin' then. Time to repurpose that card or shred it.
The bottom card was from my high school art teacher, who wrote that Hopper "paints the way I would like to" and talked about a fistfight breaking out in her classroom.
Postcard from Sweden - Cecilia had been an exchange student at our school the year before. We stayed in touch for maybe a year.
Postcard from one of my best friends at the time, on vacation in South Carolina. I'm going to file this in my "getting back to Charleston" stack.
Western Kentucky University, depicted in "Curteichcolor 3-D Natural Color Reproduction." The card's from someone named "Jim" whom I don't remember at all, although he sounds interesting (the card mentions astronomy class and fencing club). I also have no memory of the other people he refers to, one of them a guy who's "written his girlfriend's name on his left thigh in case his love interest here 'gets that far.'" Law!
Rita Frizzell, a friend from church, died yesterday, of cancer. I was trying to describe her to another friend and eventually linked to her page at Luminous Mind, which happens to include my favorite Shaw quote. Her story about how meditation helped her help her family through the sudden death of her nephew is also striking.
On a happier note, I went across town tonight to help my favorite almost-91-year-old celebrate his birthday a few days early. In addition to being fed champagne, meatloaf, pierogies, and strawberry cake, I got to chat with him and his family about yoga, ziplining, tornadoes ("grab the violin and the dogs!"), crazy cousins, gin-based drinks inspired by said cousins, gardening, legal citations, Delaware's legalization of same-sex marriage, sculptures made out of champagne foil and wire, and a host of other topics.
This, I do want to remember.
The top two cards (from Marvel comics) were from a friend in Lexington, KY. I especially like the top image, and I'll probably create a "new" card with it later this year (i.e., pasting it to the front of a blank card for one of my penpals).
On the back of the card, the friend wrote, Hey, remember someone named [redacted]? or [redacted]? They're here, and remember you as "weird weird weird!"
It's funny how the opinions of people who don't matter can still sting, innit? But I didn't apologize for flying the freak flag back then, and I sure as hell don't regret it now -- some of the lovely messages I received this very week were from bright and beautiful friends I would not have met splashing around in the mainstream.
So, now is not friggin' then. Time to repurpose that card or shred it.
The bottom card was from my high school art teacher, who wrote that Hopper "paints the way I would like to" and talked about a fistfight breaking out in her classroom.
Postcard from Sweden - Cecilia had been an exchange student at our school the year before. We stayed in touch for maybe a year.
Postcard from one of my best friends at the time, on vacation in South Carolina. I'm going to file this in my "getting back to Charleston" stack.
Western Kentucky University, depicted in "Curteichcolor 3-D Natural Color Reproduction." The card's from someone named "Jim" whom I don't remember at all, although he sounds interesting (the card mentions astronomy class and fencing club). I also have no memory of the other people he refers to, one of them a guy who's "written his girlfriend's name on his left thigh in case his love interest here 'gets that far.'" Law!
Rita Frizzell, a friend from church, died yesterday, of cancer. I was trying to describe her to another friend and eventually linked to her page at Luminous Mind, which happens to include my favorite Shaw quote. Her story about how meditation helped her help her family through the sudden death of her nephew is also striking.
On a happier note, I went across town tonight to help my favorite almost-91-year-old celebrate his birthday a few days early. In addition to being fed champagne, meatloaf, pierogies, and strawberry cake, I got to chat with him and his family about yoga, ziplining, tornadoes ("grab the violin and the dogs!"), crazy cousins, gin-based drinks inspired by said cousins, gardening, legal citations, Delaware's legalization of same-sex marriage, sculptures made out of champagne foil and wire, and a host of other topics.
This, I do want to remember.
