tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903360434761110566.post2528105466057766517..comments2024-03-03T20:17:14.017-05:00Comments on Clumsy Ox: Reunitedclumsy oxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11698216739528209499noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903360434761110566.post-85668658517725626532007-08-14T16:19:00.000-05:002007-08-14T16:19:00.000-05:00Daryl Budd here from St Louis ... remember, the gu...Daryl Budd here from St Louis ... remember, the guy who never keeps in touch! Hope you're doing great, if you feel like dropping me a line, ldbudd@sbcglobal.net Hope to hear from youAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903360434761110566.post-5619548702462724732007-08-12T21:12:00.000-05:002007-08-12T21:12:00.000-05:00Yeah people do tend to get attached. "They cling ...Yeah people do tend to get attached. "They cling so there's no shaking the dear creatures off at all."<BR/><BR/>And, unlike you, I only went to one party in university. That I can remember.Shanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10704810407872873565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903360434761110566.post-29806485522938982992007-08-12T21:01:00.000-05:002007-08-12T21:01:00.000-05:00In fact, I was telling Ames about Adrian and Ann t...In fact, I was telling Ames about Adrian and Ann the other day. And I remember the party quite well. Or at least, I remember one such party. I think it's the one you're referring to.<BR/><BR/>It was a long time ago, and it does make me feel old. But that's not really my interest: not so much recapturing the glory days or anything. Mainly just that I lost some important friendships coming down here, and there's some opportunity to at least partially get those reconnected.<BR/><BR/>I'm afraid I've always been too easy to leave a place, and I'm only now seeing the damage I've done to the relationships associated thereto by my flippant and casual attitude towards them.clumsy oxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11698216739528209499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903360434761110566.post-17285355168830333002007-08-12T20:57:00.000-05:002007-08-12T20:57:00.000-05:00I was thinking about Adrian and Ann just the other...I was thinking about Adrian and Ann just the other day. Remember that party where that curly haired dude and his crazy zaftig girlfriend kept flaunting those fur-lined handcuffs?<BR/><BR/>It was a long time ago, wasn't it.Shanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10704810407872873565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903360434761110566.post-59162791046529834782007-08-11T07:29:00.000-05:002007-08-11T07:29:00.000-05:00You're right, there is nothing like being reunited...You're right, there is nothing like being reunited with old friends. <BR/>I saw a guy I grew up with on the way home from the NC Mountains a few yrs. ago. At a gas station, as we were pulling off, I saw a back view of a tall cop, but as we drove away I had this knowing that I had just seen Matt. I called the Police Dept. in that town, and got a message to him. We finally made contact, and it HAD been him. He came down for dinner with my brothers and I, and we had a wonderful reunion. So odd, and so good.Stace'https://www.blogger.com/profile/17019625670602026914noreply@blogger.com