I fell asleep on the trolley once and went all the way down to the place where it turns around. I had to be awakened by the driver when we reached the end of the line, and he seemed none too pleased while he was shaking my arm and screaming in my ear. You’d think … Continue reading Sleeping on the Trolley
10 years ago, to the day, my favorite television show ever, Friends, ended in grand style with a two-part finale that wrapped everything up much better than a lot of finales have before or since. Of course, being such a huge fan, I wanted several certain things to happen, and I had my fingers crossed for:
Rachel and Ross to end up together
Monica and Chandler to have their kids
Joey to not be left behind
Closure on this part of their lives
Hope for good things to happen in their future
In fact, 10 years later I imagine Ross and Rachel have two more beautiful children, and Ben is a good big brother to them all, even though he’s in college in Rhode Island so he doesn’t see them nearly as much as he would wish. Joey’s attempt at restarting his acting career gave him a chance to reconnect with his sister and his nephew in Los Angeles, then he lands an amazing part in a new sitcom as the headmaster of a school for young boys. The show is still a huge international hit. Monica and Chandler raised the twins well, and then 3 years after their birth Monica got pregnant despite the odds and ironically had another set of twins they called Joey and Phoebe.
“We are at all times constantly our past, our present, and our future rolled into one, a microcosm of our experiences with no set expiration date and all possibilities open to our own interpretations.” We were all rock stars back then, weren’t we? Our memories are good enough to remind us of that, 20 years … Continue reading Going Back: The Reunion
The campus slowly comes into view. I can see the girls’ dorm first, with its stark brick facade and host of memories intact. I took the scenic route here, through the old city with its “Grand” theater that is actually playing current fare, and its little old houses lined up in haphazard rows, past the … Continue reading Going Back: Vespers
Time is a sieve It sifts out memories Leaving those that matter Shaking clean Always moving on It finds us wishing Wanting to freeze a moment To make it last forever But time is a thief It cuts and pastes memory To find a theme A pattern for experience That has limited space No time … Continue reading Going Back: Sifting Time