Reminds me of when I was 16, and my best friend Peter told me he was going away for a month with his dad to another city. A month? A WHOLE month? I was devastated. How the hell was I gonna handle his being away THAT long?We said our goodbyes on his front veranda the night before he left, and I remember how I tried vainly to find the words to tell him how much I was gonna miss him. I had no idea at the time that I was in love with him. I thought all best friends felt like that. I thought it was normal.Every evening I rode my bike to his house hoping there would be a light on in the window. But there was only darkness and silence.It was the longest month of my life.
Aaawww. . .thanks for this. ;)
Thanks for sharing your story Gary. I think many of us have that kind of time in our life. My experience was my best friend in High School going off to college like the guys in the film. Four years later he was a grad and husband and father...hummm! Funny how he didn't remember the sleep-overs. <:/ Smiles, JCinmeforever
You know quite well, JC, that he remembers those sleepovers. . . Do we ever reallt forget? ;-) hmmm?YOU remember. . . .Could be. . .might be. . remembering would interfere with the current life/wife, etc.Or maybe he keeps them for other occasions, like a part of his "rainy day program". . LOLjustin
Thanks for posting this Justin. It brought back memories of when my best friend in university went away for 2 months! I didn't know what I would do without his support and friendship. This was before I 'knew' I was gay or even questioned it. I did survive but we were very happy to see each other again upon his return. He was straight, case you're wondering.Again, I may 'borrow' this one too! It is such a kind, respectful video that most people will be able to relate to.
JIM, I felt the same way. . .going "way back". . . ;-) I have a whole collection of such memories. . . ;-)Seems I always got "attached". . . .and had my share of "the blues". . especially living on Cape Cod. . out in the Dunes. . .;-) but I too am a survivor. hehe
In this film the boy who wrote the song is obviously entertaining romantic love for his friend, who apparently isn't prepared to reciprocate. That's my take on it. Unrequited love is the curse of youth and old age. I have to ask, Gary, if you ever kissed that boy.
The film reminds me how at age 19 I departed my hometown, family and friends because no one would hire me. Was never so alone as then.A few years later my best bud from teen years committed suicide over a girl. I'll always wonder what if... like if I had stayed there.In the short, I like how the one guy got on his friends case over his poor choice of words. Also, I think many of us are good at saying 'hello', but not very good at saying 'goodbye.'The emotions are very raw.
No, J. It all ended rather tragically when he asked me to sit next to him on the sofa while we watched TV at his house, and the penny dropped. I stood up, called him every name under the sun and stormed out. We never saw each other again.It was only then that I realized what my feelings were all about, and I couldn't handle it.I sought advice from the local priest who told me to say three Hail Marys and everything would be fine.
Gary, if you told the priest what you just told us. . .and all he had to say was to tell you say 3 Hail Marys and all will be well. . . then I say you are well rid of him and others like him. Fortunately I never ran into someone like him. . . The poor man was culpably ignorant. . and has no good excuse for that. . pitiful man. It was his vocation to know better. . . and to give better.JustinO
Justin,You are more than right, whenI was having depression, gave the priest my number to call meat the rectory, and Sec. said he would call. Went to him for confession a month later, and he said that he was to busyat the time and that he said thathe said praying for me. lol, I wanted to tell him to go to!!! He knew that I was in a suicide depression stage, and he told me that.I have no confidence in any of them, I thinking that they don't really need to be bothered or care whatsoever. You were my saving rescurer. Thank You, for you are kind and I am forever greatful to you,when I really a needed a friend, and you talked to me, you are kind and I am more than Thankful.Joe
Well, you see JustinO dooneroonie, ignorance reigned supreme back in those days. My parents were ignorant (which was the reason I couldn't speak to them), my brothers were ignorant, my friends were ignorant and the priest was ignorant. No fault of their own, mind you.So after the Three Hail Marys trick, aged 18, I saw a shrink. He was a blind man. I sat in a chair in his office, told him I thought I might be homosexual and he said, "Do you fuck or suck?" I was shocked. I hadn't done anything except masturbate. So I got up and walked out.Then I decided to become my own shrink.And here I am today, sensible, wise, charming, extremely intelligent, lovable and well-balanced. Not to mention modest.AND SINGLE.And perhaps a tad cynical.You see, my dear northern hemispherical, there were no blogs like yours back then to help poor little confused possums like me.
Dammit... I left out witty and suave.
Well, JOE. . .;-) thank you. I am glad I have been helpful to you. I've heard my grammama Mme Bouvier say all my life "The kind thing is the right thing!"There is no excuse, really, for that kind of behavior from a "professional". Aside from any faith issues, in his ministerial role he is a "professional" and should know and act like one.Fortunately for you and me too, I have some education and I know better than to ignore a cry for help. . .besides that common sense and fellowship tell me what and how to do. We call come from the same bolt of cloth, as it were, some of us were cut off the roll earlier than others. . .but still the same stuff. ;-)Always here, thank God!JOE, peace and love, justin
Uhuh. . .and let's not forget debonair and sophisticated, with a needed touch of earthiness, plus the late Common Sense!Voila!JustinOp.s. Here's a pin for the balloon! Apply the second your feet leave the ground.
I've never had an awkward moment like that. I consider myself VERY lucky. I can relate to the feelings of attachment.Those feelings pass, sometimes, as we grow as people.
You got it all wrong, Gary. The blind man just wanted you to hold his stick.
Men aren't supposed to have keepsakes of each other. And we are not supposed to miss each other. The all-knowing behemoth called culture demands us to be loners.
Oh really? Loners? Naaaaawww. . .look down the evolutionary chain in the generalized chain. . .animals, males, men. . . .The male animal leaves/is driven from the pack to start his own and collect a bevy of beauties as mates to promote the species. . . In many many cultures - from which ours developed - monogamy was not the norm. . . the male collects "an hareem". . .polygamy was the common norm of cultures. . . Look at the descriptions of "the good wife" [not the current TV draaahma...lol] in the Hebrew scriptures. . .the wife/wives had and raised the kids, ran the farm, planted and harvested the gardens, spun wool and wove cloth and made the clothing etc etc etc. . .What did the man do? He sat "at the city gates" with his cronies and chatted up a storm about kings, money, laws,wars, love n lust, sex and alied activities, the latest gossip of who is soing what to whom. . .and on and on. . and, at night, one of the wives got the privilege of entertaining her lord and master. . .Besides ev ho gevetto. . in the beginning the Lord God said "It is not good for the man to be alone. . " Hahahaaa, dear COOPSTA, remember, too, the old Irish saying. . "Even the Devil quotes Scripture. . "CHeerios, North Shore Boy. . .where you hiding your bevy of beauties? heheeJustinO
That's right JustinO. Men are supposed to be fighters and breeders and protectors. The man can't be sentimental.Ignorance reigning supreme (credit to Gary Kelly).Justin Babes, My bevy of beauties does not conform to the Adam and Eve model.
I know. . . .I know. . .nor mine. LOL as you well know!Carry on. . . I know you do and will. . . ho ho hojo's
Really cool to see so many comments posted to this offering! I think this probably ranks as one of the longest chains on Justin Dunes, n'est-ce par, Justin?
RICHard, could very well be. . .I don't remember numbers. . .hahahaaSee. . .nice feelings, wishes, with which so many of us identify.Got any more? ;-)justinus
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