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What part of CT are you in?
Word.This is the longest I’ve gone without being in a band or doing something productive with music.
I'm up north in Granby, near the notch.What part of CT are you in?
Great post, man. Really glad to see it. I've had some tough times as well, and it's always good to hear that they don't last...
That's awesome, man...Ain't that the truth? A few years ago, my buddy’s mother died. We hadn’t been together in quite a while. Another guy we used to work with was there as well. The three of us hadn’t been together in close to 30 years. It was like 30 seconds had passed - we fell right into the same old rhythms and patterns.
I have lost far too many of my family members at this point in my life. Every time it happens and we all get together we always say that we need to get together before people pass. Why is it that we don't place more importance on seeing people before something tragic happens?Ain't that the truth? A few years ago, my buddy’s mother died. We hadn’t been together in quite a while. Another guy we used to work with was there as well. The three of us hadn’t been together in close to 30 years. It was like 30 seconds had passed - we fell right into the same old rhythms and patterns.
I'm up north in Granby, near the notch.
I have lost far too many of my family members at this point in my life. Every time it happens and we all get together we always say that we need to get together before people pass. Why is it that we don't place more importance on seeing people before something tragic happens?
It is definitely a shame that we let life take over and fall out of touch with people. I moved out of the state and town that I grew up in and spent most of my life in about 10 1/2 years ago. There are people that I have not seen since the day I moved. I think about that occasionally and think I really need to make the trip back to see people.Strangely enough, we said we needed to get together again, that it had been too long, and let's not wait for someone else to die. Two weeks later, I was flipping through the obits, and a former friend of ours had died. Another co-worker. We went to the funeral home, and his mother said, "He'd be so happy to see so many people come out. No one visited him in the nursing home, and he thought everyone had forgotten about him." None of us knew he was sick. We told his mother had we known, we'd have done that, but because we'd fallen out of touch and he kept quiet about it, none of us were aware.