razorjak | (no subject)

Sean, Sher, Scott, and Paul ... with a few who were more "fringe" members made up our little group. We weren't the jocks, though some of us were on an athletics team for a few years. We weren't the brainiacs, though three of us were in AT (Academically Talented) back when OM was still Olympics of the Mind instead of Odyssy of the Mind and two of us are/were MENSA. We weren't the stoners, even though more than a few people thought we were due to how we dressed or acted. We weren't really anything. We were just US.

ALL of them except me are married now. All of them except me have kids. Only one still lives in the town we grew up and surpirsingly enough he is the only one with whom I am still in contact. Last time I was home we sat at his kitchen table and it came to us that his oldest boy is now at the age we were when we started having our adventures.

Adulthood hits us hard and slams our mortality home at the weirdest times. I wonder if his boys will someday camp out on the beach scaring each other with stories of DOGMAN while they hope to catch a glimpse of him. I wonder if they will ever pack a convertable full with their friends and cruise down Crystal Lake road in the middle of the night trying to scare each other with local legends.