First, thank you to Wendy for letting me publish this. She said it made her laugh, so that’s a good thing…
One of my favorite comedians, Brian Regan, has a hilarious pop-tart bit:
Wendy and I met our freshman year in college. She met my cousin at Emerson, and stayed with her over Thanksgiving break. We started hanging out after that and went ice-skating a few times – I couldn’t believe that a girl from L.A. actually knew how to skate! I thought she was unlike many of the BC girls that I had met, and at some point I wrote and sent her a poem. She made the mistake of telling me she liked it, and several other poems followed. They were obviously some of the first poems I ever wrote, because Wendy told me she only thought of me as a friend. But, we stayed friends and have stayed in touch over these 18 (ouch) years.
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After seeing the postcard, Wendy told me she changed majors so many times, she doesn’t even remember having it as “Communications Disorders”. She also wishes she could still have a schedule allowing her to get home at 2 every day. I’m glad to report that Remington’s is still going strong. And Wendy, I plan to be ice-skating a lot in the coming months. I have training to do…
PS – Do you know how many freakin’ pop-tart flavors there are now? The answer is here.
I can't believe that:
ReplyDeletea.) it only cost .29 to send a postcard
b.) i was a college freshman 18 years ago
Ouch.
On a related note, I don't remember much about Wendy's visit at Thanksgiving, except that when she & I were driving around the rotary, I waved at someone - I forget who (Auntie Nancy? Mrs. Thomas?) and Wendy was astonished that I knew people in the street. That was the first time it occurred to me that not everyone grows up in a small town!