“Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened.” TS Eliot
I’ve always been a reader. I’ve always loved books and growing up as an only child I viewed my favorites as friends. When I was in junior high and early high school I would read them over and over. When I went away to college my grandmother moved into my bedroom and my dad packed up my stuff and boxes full of friends got shoved in the basement.
This past weekend I had room in my car to bring a few boxes back to Cleveland. Dad randomly chose two and I didn’t know what they were til I got home. One was full of college memories–graduation tassels, an address book full of long forgotten names, a shoebox full of letters from an old boyfriend, evaluation sheets from all the students in my student teaching classes (I read them all and realized that I didn’t do half bad), a few letters from old friends, literature books, old tapes… Anyway, after I was sufficiently in the past I opened the other box to find my old friends!
I have always loved romances, so there were lots of teen romances. I got so excited that I chose three and read them yesterday. Kiss Me Creepby Marian Woodruff held up surprisingly well for what it was. None But the Braveby Krantz and I Can’t Forget Youby Fisher were okay. The surprising thing to me was all these years later I could look at the cover and remember the names and the storyline of each one. I found a Choose Your Own Adventure book that I made Jason read with me last night. We never did find the answer. There were a few Sweet Valley High and a whole stack of Christopher Pike. I found Today’s Top Stars and TV Today. Wanna know the the top stars of 1979? Andy Gibb, Kristy McNichol, Robin Williams, Donny and Marie, Leif Garrett, Kiss, Olivia Newton-John, Peter Frampton, Scott Baio, and the Bee Gees. I must confess that I still have a thing for the Bee Gees. I also found Hello, Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle, Beezus and Ramona, Amelia Bedelia, and The Wednesday Witch.
Since graduating from college 13 years ago I’ve moved 7 times. I am sure those boxes would have been lost or downsized by now. If my dad hadn’t kept all those boxes stuffed in the basement I never would have had the joy of opening my box of old friends yesterday. I’m looking forward to seeing what memories the other boxes down in my parent’s basement hold.
Do you have any old friends that you’ve kept through the years?
I’m going to add a photo, but it will be later after Jason tells me what’s wrong with this silly camera!