Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Homework and Homecomings

I’m not an overly nostalgic guy, but lately, my mind has been on sojourn to a place and time some 27 to 29 years in the past.

My High School days…1981-83, at Springfield North High School.

It is understandable as to why I have been ruminating about those days recently. My son Ryno, celebrates his 16th Birthday this Sunday, and it called to mind when I did the same during my sophomore year.

On top of Ryno’s birthday being a catalyst for these thoughts, sometime during the pre-dawn hours on Tuesday, I had a dream that involved a class reunion of sorts.

Several old classmates and I were partying in a restaurant/bar facility, and having quite the uproarious time of it.

I reveled in the somnolent kinetoscope moment for what seemed like hours with the likes of Tom Murphy, Amy Speros, Michelle Roddy, Susan Heeg, Joe Aker, and a slew of drunken others.

There wasn’t anyone there who I didn’t like or who wasn’t buddies with me as well, which oddly, begs the question…

Why at the end of the dream did these lovable jokesters hide my clothes and contacts and laugh as I stood naked and blind as I sucked back a bottle of TJ Swan Midnight Express just prior to having sex with the uber-hot and amply breasted Pam Burkitt?

But I digress…

The dream abruptly ended as did my thoughts of those fun times. I awoke, made my way to the computer, and opened up my email.

I had but one message. It was from my High School sweetheart, Sherri.

She wrote that she is out of town in a training session for a few days, but had a dream about me, and among some electronic small talk, wanted to know how I was doing. She then ended her correspondence, by saying…

“Stay out of my dreams, Fucker. You took George Clooney’s spot!!”

Ha!! Even after knowing her for 30 years she still never fails to crack me up. And much like my dream, her email reminded me of how much of a blast we had in those days.

Sherri and I were all but inseparable back then. We worked at Hardee’s together…made fun of people together…had less than stellar teenage sex together, and while we had other friends, she and I were best friends.

I thought about that, responded to her email, flashed a smile to times past, and then remembered yet another thing.

Tuesday was the aforementioned Joe Aker’s birthday.


Joe was the best friend of mine with whom I never had sex. He’s a funny fucker and we have known each other really well since roughly 5th grade.

So, I emailed Joe quickly before I had to leave for work and got a reply from him that referenced something I and others used to say to him when we were kids. The past continued to come alive.

Once I got to work, I was in a good mood and Drive-By Mikey and I talked about our “olden days”.

It was fun. And, I am glad that I revisited those times for a few. But, later in the day, those happy thoughts were dissipated by the winds of the present and the work at hand.


I thought that was the end of it, however…

At about 5:30 P.M. Sherri’s dad came through the Beer Mine to get some brew-ha’s, and as always when he does, he said to me:

“Hi Matt. How are ya, buddy?”

I typically respond by just smiling, and saying:

“Just fine sir, how the hell are you?”

This time when responding as I always do, I laughed instead of merely smiling, because the train of past memories came rolling down the tracks as I recalled being 16 and Sherri’s dad walking in on us getting naked in their living room.

That night years ago, his voice cut through the musty dimness and asked…

“What the hell are you doing?”

As I was not incredibly sexually experienced at this point in my life, I responded:

“I’m not quite sure, sir.”

Ha…Good times, good times.

There is no point to this exposition other than this…

All of these memories made me smile for a day and I wanted to write them down, because just like the High School I attended, the folks that helped spur these memories may not always be around.

Cheers!!


Oh, and don't forget tomorrow is another installment of He Said...She Said, or perhaps, this week it will be SHE Said...He Said!!

24 comments:

boo said...

Much like yours, my day was filled with memories, but mine revolved around my lost babies.

Today is the three month anniversary of their loss (at least it still is on the left coast), and they are all I managed to think about today, despite my best efforts.

As the thunder rolls and Bob Seger soothes my soul I sit and ponder what might have gone differently. I struggle with making their loss not the focal point of my life, and I think I'm failing, which is part of why I'm not blogging.

Oh, Matty. I'm sorry if this feels like I'm Hijacking you; I'm just really struggling, and can't seem to sit down and put it all out there for myself.

I wish times were boisterously sexual and ultimately happy for you. Give Schmoop some love for me, even if you don't deserve it.

I think I'm going to plug in the
ol' wireless keyboard and email Dana...

Mike said...

My old high school survived the wrecking ball and budget cuts. It was rehabbed. Unlike the one in the picture. - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_High_School_(Springfield,_Ohio)

Matt-Man said...

Boo: That is completely understandable and your hurt resulting from your loss will take a great deal of time, but within my post does lie hope and a profound lesson provided by you and your comment...

As I mentioned and you have just demonstrated, those who make us smile will not always be around so it is best to cherish them and always remember them. Bless you dear. Cheers Boo!!

Matt-Man said...

Mike: Yeah, the picture is of my high school torn down as the new one was being built in its stead. Kinda cool, really. Cheers Mike!!

Jay said...

It's amazing how often things like that happen. You start thinking about old times and people and you get an email or phone call from someone. Kinda weird, but in a good way.

Matt-Man said...

Jay: Exactly!! Things just started rolling along over things I haven't thought about in a loooong time. It was kinda...no, really cool. Cheers Jay!!

Scott Oglesby said...

High school sex was just the worst (and at the same time, best) sex ever. I remember feeling proud if I could top the 10 minute mark the first 6 months.

That sucks your school got torn down.

Matt-Man said...

Scott: Oh hell yeah. In HS I'd hurry up with sex so I could go tell mu buddies that I had it. And yeah, the tear down, eh. They built the new school on the same site and it's a modern, sterile building. Cheers Scott!!

Dana said...

I think what I find most telling in this post is that you've managed to nurture these relationships for so many years ...

That and the fact that you actually hand write your posts before typing them into blogger ...

Matt-Man said...

Dana: The thing is, I don't see or talk to the folks I mentioned very often, but when and if I do, it's like we never missed a beat.

As for the hand writing of the posts, I only do that on Monday, Tuesday and Saturdays, during my lonnnng shifts at the Mine.

Cheers Dana!!

Beth said...

I love hearing your stories from HS, as I never had that. Also...Pam Burkitt was a whore!!

Matt-Man said...

Schmoop: Thanks Schmoop. You would have had that had we gone to the same school. I would have molested you under the bleachers.

And back off from Pam!! After all, I married her when we were in Oklahoma! together our junior year, dammit!! Cheers and Zoves!!

Phfrankie Bondo said...

...I reveled in the somnolent kinetoscope once...loved it!...

Matt-Man said...

P-Man: Ha. I was just thinking about you. But honestly, your best work is in "Talkies". Cheers P-Man!!

Doc said...

“I’m not quite sure, sir.” - This made me literally laugh out loud! HAHAHA! I love reading your blog Mahoney, it's like Forrest's Mom's box o'chocolates. you never know what your gonna get (but it's usually damn good)

Matt-Man said...

Doc: Ha. Me too!! And seriously...is it gay if a man makes anothe man blush because you just made me do so. Cheers and Thanks Doc!!

Knight said...

I'm jealous. My high school memories are not nearly as entertaining or fond. Maybe it's because I wasn't having awkward teenage sex. I'm really impressed you were able to keep in touch with old friends...and their fathers....who have seen you naked. You are sure these are good memories?

Matt-Man said...

Knight: Oh hell yeah Knight, excellent memories. I had a great time through school. Had fun at work, was in all the plays, had great friends, and hot sex. What's not to like? Cheers Knight!!

Dianne said...

I can't believe Ryno will be 16, I feel as though I have known him forever :)

the exchange between you and Boo really touched my heart

Matt-Man said...

Di: Boo like you, is a sweetheart, and it is something we all should consider when dealing with all of the noise of life.

And yeah, he's driving now with his permit. Oy!! Cheers Sexy!!

MysteryChick said...

I have some good memories from high school but not in a million years would I EVER do it again. Maybe if I had had sex then it would be different. Late bloomer.

I am impressed by how neat your handwriting is. It's almost girl-like.

Matt-Man said...

Hey Chick, this is Schmoop. I never had sex in HS either, so don't feel bad. As for the handwrtiting.. he i a girly man.

Anonymous said...

Hey Matt!!
Fun times for sure! Remember when Joe would wear buttons taped to his bare chest? I still laugh when I think of that. He was soooo funny!!
Sherri

Matt-Man said...

Sherri: Ha. Yes I do and Joe and I recently spoke of that in a way. He's a freak. Hope you are making the most of your trip. Cheers Sherri!!