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I spent last weekend in Butler, PA at the Conley Resort for a guys golf weekend. I was invited by a friend who I worked with twenty years ago (ouch) at Cedar Point in Sandusky, OH. He and about thirty other guys have been meeting the last seven years or so for this trip.

I had a blast! I got to see my friend, John, and turns out, there were other guys from our summer at the Point had been going every year, too.

John and I lost touch after I joined the Marines in 1993. Easy to do at the time really, specially when you are stationed on Guam and Hawaii and other exotic places in the world, like Pensacola, FL. Email wasn’t widely used at the time, so you lose touch.

John found me right before Christmas last year when a search on Google returned my LinkedIn profile. Long story short, he invites me along and now I have a friend back and made many more due to a social networking site. Cool.

I have reconnected with others from high school and college much in the same way. I do searches one or twice a week hoping a new, old friend shows up. It’s only a matter of time.

Have you found old friends this way? Have you tried?

Photo courtesy of an other John on the trip. It is me (on the left) and my friend, John, waiting to tee off on the first hole on the first day.

What Might Have Been…

This past week Linc and I went to the driving range. I have a guy’s golf weekend coming up in June and haven’t touched the sticks in six years and Linc recently expressed an interest in trying out golf, so away we went. It was great. We had a really good time.

I was telling Jenny about it on our nightly walk and how golf could be something Linc and I can do as together. She then said, “Oh, Jake would have so been into golf!” We had a little fun imagining Linc getting angry at Jake trying to tell him how to hold the club and how to swing (we miss that bickering). I told her about a conversation I had with Jake right before we went to Wilford Hall Hospital in San Antonio for his bone marrow transplant.

We had just moved into our house in Westminster and Jake and I had run to the little shopping center near us for something, it doesn’t matter what. The center is on a hill overlooking McDaniel College and the golf course that is a part of the campus. I told Jenny that Jake said to me, “Dad, you and I need to go golfing there.” I almost started crying. It was later in the fall of 2000, Jake had already relapsed and was too weak and it was too cold to take him out on the course. So I told him I would but we would have to wait for Spring, when it was warm again. We never made it back.

Every time Linc reaches a milestone or does something for the first time, Jenny and I get a little sad because Jake never had that opportunity. We make sure to celebrate Linc’s accomplishment and not take away from his moment but once Jenny and I are alone, we get into “what might’ve been.” We try not to do this too long and just focus on the good memories from the time we had with Jake.

We’ve learned a few things about grief since 2001. One is to acknowledge it when it happens. Let it run its course. You can deny it but it will come out, eventually.

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