A few weeks ago my girlfriend from high school sent me a message on fb saying she was downsizing and had come across some old soccer clippings that I might be interested in. She sent them along with this picture of the volleyball team. I looked at it for a while trying to recall who these people were and then dreaming about old friends. On Saturday another classmate, Jeff Munson, emailed to invite us over for dinner. He was making homemade pasta with kale and his old buddy, number 13 in the photo above, in town for the weekend, was also going to be there. Looking back, Kit Bower probably picked the number 13. He is that kinda guy. But would he still be wearing those fashionably clunky, horn rimmed glasses? I hadn’t seen him in forty years.
No, he was not wearing any glasses. Funny that number 5 doesn’t have his glasses on in this photo. I have worn them non stop since fifth grade. Kit is little heavier than he was back then and I am a little lighter but then he’s the head chef at a fancy country club in the Hamptons and my family can’t gain weight. He brought some fresh Long Island Bay scallops and sautéed them as an appetizer and reminded me that we were both dancers in the high school musical. I had forgotten about that but I was stuck by how much our personalities and goofy interactions were exactly the same as they were back then.
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love this post.
Did not know you played v-ball too. Such a jock you were.
I see some other guys that look familiar, like Ralph Feld, and maybe Ron Geil(?). Other familiar faces but can’t put names to them.
Not to mention Coach Guerra.