It may come as a disappointment or even a shock to some of my loyal readers to discover that I recently added a handful of friends to my Facebook account. The reason was ostensibly that I wanted to generate more traffic to our Facebook fan page, but in practice I think it was more about wanting to reconnect with a few lost souls I actually like. Add to that the fact that Tom and Chele‘s web presence is entirely on Facebook and therefore is the only way for us to see photos and videos of our grandson, and I feel justified in my actions. I will say, though, that I only have 35 friends, many of whom are kin, compared to one of my Facebook friends who has more than 1800.
Among other things, I have no intention of making Facebook the center of my web presence. The only thing I post to Facebook are links to richardbarron.net, which brings us to the genesis of this entry.
Today Bambi Hampton posted something on her Facebook wall I thought deserved my attention…
I wanted to speak to this because the idea of marital infidelity is so fundamentally offensive to me. And thought I certainly have nothing to prove, I wanted to reaffirm my dedication to my wife Abby, who deserves nothing less.
Married guys hitting on Bambi, or anyone else, of course, isn’t just “very distasteful of you,” as Bambi asserts, but also profoundly disrespectful to everyone involved.
In the comments that followed, Bambi told of running into an old friend, Laura Leigh Rampey (who was also friends with my sister Nicole), and said, “We hugged. We hugged long and I cried… I was flooded with emotions.”
Lately when I think of running into old friends and sharing intimate emotions with them, I think of this video, which, I realize, straddles the border between sentimental and smarmy, but it does move me at times…