Romance in the 80s — age, that is!
I met my friend Ed at Mass one Sunday. The next few Sundays we found ourselves sitting in the same spot and talking about our friends in common, and how uncomfortable he was here at the Beatitudes. I hated to hear this, as I am so happy here.
I just knew that once Ed met some of the nice people here, he would be happy, too. So I introduced him to as many people as I could. I really didn't expect him to remember them all, but maybe they would remember him. Like Ray, they soon found out they had something in common — they both had joined the CMTC when they were high schoolers. Now they talk about it each time they meet. Who ever heard of CMTC?
In time Ed seemed to get more comfortable on campus. We spent many evenings after dinner sitting on the swing talking and laughing and gazing at the stairs. YES, STAIRS; the North Plaza building stair lights blinked on and off for us. We used to laugh about that.
The night walkers would come out with their little dogs and we’d chat with them, and that was fun, until it got too cold — and they fixed the stair lights.
I felt very safe with my new friend and invited him up for popcorn and a movie. I will have to admit, however, most nights it was a tossup as to who could stay awake the longest to see the end of the movie.
That is just the way it is these days. Romance when you are 80! But it is nice to have someone special, and feel that you are special, too.
This article originally appeared in Roadrunner Extra!, the resident newsletter of Beatitudes Campus.