RIP, old friend...
I was pretty shocked out of my skull when my old friend from high school emailed a message that another chum from the old school had died in his sleep of an apparent heart attack.
It turned out he was the same age as me.
I did not really know Larry that well, but I had an idea of the special kind of guy he was. I hung out with his friends more than I spent any time with him really. At the time I was playing "christian"; going to school with a Bible and trying to maintain some sort of self respect and composure at the same time. I guess I was too into myself and my life to get a gist of what an ass I had been making of myself at the time.
So why is this guy special? For starters he was a fellow musician. Next, he was a person that I could have been close to, but like so many other of my fellow students at the time he somehow didn't seem to want to be bothered with the hassle of knowing me.
Not that I was a crown jewel of a person that people should have dropped everything to get to know. I just wasn't receptive to what he was into.
Hell, I wasn't receptive to what anyone was into. The realization of how self centered and damned hypocritical I was at that time and perhaps even am still now has turned into an epiphany for me. One of staggering proportions, but I can't seem to find any way to confront intelligently.
Right now I am wrestling with a bizzarre computer addiction that has me at this thing for hours at the expense of nearly everything else. It is wearing thin on the people I should be closest to.
Larry was a bad ass bass player who played in a great band at my high school. I was rather impressed with his talent on that thing. At the time that I knew him I was a guitar player who only knew how to write awful "Christian" tunes that could have found their way onto the religious pop radio market.
Of all the things that I find more annoying now, it has got to be the incessant litany of religious idiots plying their wimpy old religious beliefs on every media outlet. It is here that I am glad I changed my ways, and can say, "Thank God I am an agnostic"!
But, Larry is still dead and I am very sorry that I did not take the time to get to know him.
Goodbye Larry. If there is an after-life say "hi" to God for me.
It turned out he was the same age as me.
I did not really know Larry that well, but I had an idea of the special kind of guy he was. I hung out with his friends more than I spent any time with him really. At the time I was playing "christian"; going to school with a Bible and trying to maintain some sort of self respect and composure at the same time. I guess I was too into myself and my life to get a gist of what an ass I had been making of myself at the time.
So why is this guy special? For starters he was a fellow musician. Next, he was a person that I could have been close to, but like so many other of my fellow students at the time he somehow didn't seem to want to be bothered with the hassle of knowing me.
Not that I was a crown jewel of a person that people should have dropped everything to get to know. I just wasn't receptive to what he was into.
Hell, I wasn't receptive to what anyone was into. The realization of how self centered and damned hypocritical I was at that time and perhaps even am still now has turned into an epiphany for me. One of staggering proportions, but I can't seem to find any way to confront intelligently.
Right now I am wrestling with a bizzarre computer addiction that has me at this thing for hours at the expense of nearly everything else. It is wearing thin on the people I should be closest to.
Larry was a bad ass bass player who played in a great band at my high school. I was rather impressed with his talent on that thing. At the time that I knew him I was a guitar player who only knew how to write awful "Christian" tunes that could have found their way onto the religious pop radio market.
Of all the things that I find more annoying now, it has got to be the incessant litany of religious idiots plying their wimpy old religious beliefs on every media outlet. It is here that I am glad I changed my ways, and can say, "Thank God I am an agnostic"!
But, Larry is still dead and I am very sorry that I did not take the time to get to know him.
Goodbye Larry. If there is an after-life say "hi" to God for me.
posted by Frank Austad at
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