I
was pleased a few minutes ago when I noticed I got a text from an old
school chum of mine from the days when I went to Borah high school.
The committed reader will remember that because of my spinal cord
injury and not being able to walk I was forced to go to Borah High
School, built all on one floor in the late 50s. Larry C.was one of
the few people I remember going out of their way to make friends with
me. I have thought about this individual lot over the years but it's
not really maintained a relationship. Thanks to the Internet and FB
with connected again if not just superficially it's nice to be in
contact.
I
have this mental image of Larry in my mind. Long curly hair,
wire-rimmed glasses and always seemed to be wearing a Nehru jacket.
Vietnam was raging, the seem to be a lot of drugs floated around
Boise at that time and I sort of felt I needed to do something. I
wanted somehow to make a difference. I know that sounds dorky and in
all honesty I don't know how much I want to make a difference are how
much I just want to be “a big guy” and this was a way, in my
mind, of doing this. My older brother got into some trouble with the
law and they been shipped off to Vietnam (just like the verse from
“Born In The USA”. It's true it's just the way it was. Between my
brother's dossier and my spinal cord injury and my willingness to be
visible anywhere I could be I had acquired a significant amount of
social currency looking to spend it any way I could.
Somehow
Larry C. And myself got together and somehow we're going to put
together some sort of program/network/traveling show focused on
bringing peace to the world. Neil Diamond was big at the time and
seemed like his music was everywhere. When the songs it struck me
deeply at the time was Brother Love's Traveling Salvation
Show(BLTSS). I had visions of some sort tent show with music, bands
and antiwar rhetoric. Now, mind you, I was not a sky pilot by any
means, and Larry, though not a sky pilot then, was certainly much
more spiritual than I which I think totally impressed me. Of course
like so many things in our adolescent years those ideals were fun to
think about, explore even move toward but, life and practicality gets
in the way and quickly the adolescent mind quickly turns to
something else at least mine did. I'm not sure what Larry did with
his life I want to think he followed his spiritual calling at least
he was in a rock 'n roll band which makes sense in a funny sort of
way. I even had this vision of Larry turning his neighbor jacket in
for a spiritual collar and bringing countless law sheep to the
judgment bar. Like me, Larry is retired now and but little bit I can
discern from his FB page and other Internet searches he's had a great
life with a great wife and I suspect a great family as only he
deserves. Larry's one of the guys I would really like to follow up
with just to see what he's done and how you doing. Hopefully, Larry
is part of a little band that gets together on weekends and plays at
waterholes serving 60s burnouts with the covert goal of bringing lost
souls back to the fold. I smile and slipped back 50 or 60 years every
time I did the strains from Brother Love,s Traveling Salvation Show…
No comments:
Post a Comment