Sucked Back In Time

 

I was going about my day today, sitting at the computer and listing some wool for sale when a text popped up from my college friend, Karen M. We have not had occasion to talk in quite some time so I was surprised to receive a text from her. She explained that she was cleaning out some things and ran across several photos from our college days and would I like to have them. Seeing these old photos pop up so suddenly and unexpectedly was downright startling. I was jarred right into a time vortex. I sat and stared and stared at this one photo in disbelief that this was really me and Steve. In one sense, it is so very far removed from where we are today. But in another sense, it felt like this scene happened only a few days ago. 

I think this was around 1980. We were at a dance put on by our college at the Crooked Lake Hotel in Averill Park, New York. Someone was trying to take our picture in front of some large cabinets that were filled with elegant silver. There was a whole wall of silver filled cabinets and it was enchanting. I wish I could remember who I was smiling at while we were getting into position for the photo. Steve remembers that we were stopped by police on the way home. It would have been on back, country roads. The policeman did not give us a ticket but he made me drive and had Steve get in the passenger seat. I think I was a little alarmed because even though I may have had only one or two drinks, I did not feel at all comfortable driving either. Oh well. We made it home just fine because he we are forty-six years later! Gosh! We didn't have a care in the world.