I drove past the Foothills Apartments today, for the first time in years. Of course I was moved to think about all the great times our short-lived group had there, from 1987-90. There were about 20 of us, from all parts of the country and all walks of life, as the cliche goes. That wasn't that long ago. Still, I will likely never see most of them again...the rest, I might run into at the DMV or something like that. Another cliche...the ships passing in the night analogy is dead on, here...it took 2-3 years, but we all passed by each other, each on the way to the rest of our lives.
There's much more to be said about that, at another time...more stories to tell. Right now I'm reminded of a Bob Dylan poem, of all things, that pretty much EXACTLY sums up how friends meet and then part. For example, if you make friends at your job and then you leave that job, likely eventually you will leave those people. YOU DON"T HAVE ANYTHING ELSE IN COMMON, outside of that job.
“First of all two people get
together and they want their doors
enlarged. Second of all, more
people see what’s happenin’ an
come to help with the door
enlargement. The ones that arrive
however have nothin’ more than
“let’s get these doors enlarged”
to say to the ones who were
there in the first place.
It follows then that
the whole thing revolves around
nothing but this door enlargement idea.
Third of all, there’s a group now existing
and the only thing that keeps them friends
is that they all want the doors enlarged.
Obviously. the doors are then enlarged.
Fourth of all,
after this enlargement
the group has to find
something else to keep
them together or
else the door enlargement
will prove to be
embarrassing.”
--Bob Dylan (a poem from the collection included in the CD release “Another Side of Bob Dylan”)
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