Thirty Years

We look so young. This was more than nine years ago, just a month after we started dating.
We look so young. This was more than nine years ago, just a month after we started dating.

Driving home from a rather complex day at my office today, which included the second false report of a plane crash in as many weeks, I thought about a movie Abby and I might re-watch. Hmm. When had we seen that before? Yes, it was seven years ago.

Whoa. Seven years.

Today, by the way, marks thirty years since my one-time college roommate Jeff shot himself. I talked a little bit about it on my other blog, but today is the actual anniversary. Many moments have long been forgotten, but most of that day is a permanent part of my memory.

This is Jeff's Trans Am, with Jeff and our friend Allen sitting up through the open t-top roof, in 1980.
This is Jeff's Trans Am, with Jeff and our friend Allen sitting up through the open t-top roof, in 1980.
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