Aug. 28th, 2019

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I spent some time today catching up with someone who I went to primary and intermediate school with. Neither of us fit in especially well, and in a time of "boys will be boys, they get into fights" we both paid a heavy price for that.

Our lives took some pretty radically different paths in the intervening years. Most of our conversation tonight was about a wide variety of other things, from experimental music to Weimar Germany to jail time in Korea to life on a farm, but that common past we shared was touched on...

"You helped me to survive school."

Hearing someone tell me this, even after so many years, is affecting me more profoundly that I can really say right now.


It also makes me miss Rowan, my neighbour and closest friend for a lot of my early years. His family moved away from our neighbourhood around the end of primary school, and we lost touch. From the days of the worldwide web and later social media, the only thing I was ever able to find about him was old genealogical records. I can't say for sure, but I get a strong feeling that he didn't make it. He planned to study to become an archaeologist. I think he would have been quite good at it.

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