Comments on: Dear Oreste

By: Jeff

Jeff — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 15:11:04 +0000

Some parts of life a simply uneventful. I find it’s the same way with people too. I only remember the names of significant ones, even though faces stay with me.

As we get older and reflect on our younger days, I think we grow to appreciate those whom we took for granted at the time.

By: joe

joe — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 06:57:25 +0000

I don’t look back fondly on my highschool days either, not that I had a miserable time then. I really wonder why.

The only highschool friend I still keep in touch with lives in Cambridge, Ont. The irony is he was never my best friend back then, but as I grow older I see him as a kind and honest person, which are few and far between.

Somehow, I think women do a better job at keeping in touch with old friends from school days.

By: Jeff

Jeff — Thu, 13 Nov 2008 03:36:49 +0000

@giuli — Yeah, people in your childhood never seem random. It's as if they're meant to be a part of your life, as insignificant as that part may be. Maybe it's because we still remember them. Personally, I always wonder if they remember us, and whether we played a bigger role than we know. @Xibee — What an awesome chance. It takes two people to lose a friendship, but only one person to find it again (and sometimes with the help of a third party).

By: Xibee

Xibee — Thu, 13 Nov 2008 01:19:58 +0000

I actually recovered one of my long ago friends, Robert, by placing a Lost and Found ad on Craigslist. True Story. I have him back now because a third party was googling Robert and connected the two of us when he found him.

By: giuli

giuli — Wed, 12 Nov 2008 19:12:22 +0000

Sometimes I find myself thinking about people from the past too. I hate the word random. I wonder what’s become of that girl from first grade, if we could have become friends, if we could have celebrated our birthdays together for the rest of our lives. She’s the only one I know (or never got to well enough) personally who has the same birthday as mine.