- I still know the words to the Lord’s Prayer and Amazing Grace, thanks to my years at Catholic School and UCC
- It’s not the words of the speaker that make us cry, it’s their own emotion. Therefore, humans are born with an innate sense of empathy.
- Old people like to pick at their faces
- The pastor may go on longer about their religion, than the person who passed away and their faith. This is more to comfort those in mourning, than about honouring the memory of the dead.
- Knowing someone for only a month before getting married can lead to over sixty years of marital bliss
I decided to privatize the profiles in my “Old Boys of ‘99” series from now on. Much like this blog, the series was meant to be a sort of memoir, a way for me to reminisce about the past. A low-key deal.
One of my fellow Old Boys found out, and it appears that word-of-mouth is spreading like wild-fire. Visits have increased considerably as links are being e‑mailed back and forth.
I never thought that I made any kind of impression on anyone at Upper Canada College, or that anyone I went to school with would actually care to see what I wrote. Evidence of this fact is that I only keep in touch with two people from those days in high-school.
This is a first for me. There were a few times that I considered password protecting my posts, simply because I thought certain things would be too embarrassing to admit or talk about, but I’ve always forced myself to be honest and open.
This series, on the other hand, is where I’m honest about other people. Some of them took offense to what they read in one entry. They lashed out at me, because they didn’t like what was being said.
They’d rather live in denial, or stay oblivious about what other people think of them, and can only cover it up with anger. I’ve made the decision that it’s best for them not to know.
Those who know me well will know the password. Those who don’t may apply.