The Glory Days...

Well, I recently celebrated my 25th high school reunion (this past weekend, June 6th) and was also inducted into my HS Hall of Fame later that afternoon in the Fred Smart Chapel; a building that I spent many hours daydreaming in as a student. It was also my wife Kerin’s birthday, so it was quite a mixed bag of nuts…so to speak.

I was very overwhelmed by the significance of the day and it gave me real pause to reflect on my time at Tilton School as a student and what those years meant to me. I guess I had forgotten how special those days were and how caught up I was with everything going on around me that I never truly took the time to look around and appreciate that point in my life…while I was living it.

Upon arriving at the house that evening, I was overcome with sadness that I couldn’t explain other than the feeling you get when you look your own mortality in the face; and for a moment longed to have those days back. I thought about the decisions that I might have changed the words I wished I could have said or taken back, and the youth and vitality that meant so much to me…and truly was what I used to define who I was at the time. These were not regrets mind you; no…these were simply wishes to have back that youthful mind, body and spirit that is so often wasted on the young.