Saturday, September 06, 2014

2:30 in the morning.

And I just got home from Denny’s.  Four of us got together for a tribute to a friend that passed away last month.

When he was a part of our lives, we all were working in food service, so our days started in the evening and didn’t end until after midnight.  We spent a lot of time at Denny’s after work, drinking coffee and bullshitting with the staff and regulars there.  It was a great time in my life.

Well, we got there at the usual time, around 1:00 am, had our Moons Over MyHammy and several cups of coffee and looked at some old photos we brought.  Great memories.  But alas, our lives have changed and we all were getting tired so we headed home.  Back then we would have driven home with the sunrise.

I love my life now, wouldn’t swap it for anything.  But looking back at those times made me miss the days before real responsibility.  When paying bills meant you waited until the final notice.  No car payments, no mortgage, no saving for retirement.  We had a lot of laughs, a lot of crazy fun.  There’s nothing like being in your 20’s.

And fortunately we grow out of them.


Karen S. said...

Amen! But also, thanks for the memories, dear life! May the journey continue.

Lisa Shafer said...

Glad you got to have a flashback. :)
I, too, think of my early 20s as an awesome time. My 20s were filled with teaching school when teachers were still thought of as capable and professional, lots and lots of folkdancing and dance tours all over the world, and lots of late-night card games of Dutch Blitz. :) Yeah, good times. And no health worries or restrictions either back in those days.

Lisa Shafer said...

And from even farther in your past, listen to this song and see if you can recognize it from high school. (I ran across it by accident -- and realized then that the Leopards had pilfered a once-popular tune!)