Flashback: Old school

Was on the way home from work tonight and a song came on the radio that reminded me of Adam. It was a song that Adam didn't really like. Funny how memories come back to haunt you.

I miss that boy...

Some things just never leave you permanently. Oh, they fade a bit, but they come and go when you least expect it and catch you by surprise with stinging vividness.

Adam was a good kid who needed a little more than the world was willing to give. I don't think he ever said a cross word to me, always respectful. As tender hearted as they come, that boy.
His life went forfeit on a whim.

Well, so, I went looking around to see old friends on the web. Maybe capture some happier memories from younger years.

I found a few, but this one was particularly interesting to me. I found an email link to my old high school wrestling coach, coach Nigg.

http://south.usd259.org/departments/Tech%20Ed/TEmain.htm

He's the fourth one down the list. When he coached me, he had brown curley hair with specs of gray. He could probably still wipe the mat with my sorry butt. I was Tyson's age then.

Life goes on...