I met up with JJay at Bob’s Big Boy this afternoon. He and I hadn’t spent any time together since the summer after I graduated from high school…that was the summer we sang in nursing homes and toured all the small town and county fairs we could get to. Turtle Days, Old Settlers’ Days, Mermaid Days, 4-H Fairs. As I told a friend, the tag line for the book of that summer would be as follows:
Two something-teen Hoosiers seek sophistication…Finding none, they make do with the rough and tumble world of traveling carnies and livestock breeding competitions.
This is us in 1979 when we had no idea if we’d ever survive long enough to write such a magical date as 2010 on our checks.
Like the gentleman he’s always been, he brought me a big bouquet of flowers. We sat in the back and talked for three hours over iced tea and Cobb salads. It was like no time had passed…except that we’re both probably more comfortable in our own skins than we used to be.