|The Way We Were
||[Jul. 21st, 2004|10:03 am]
Mike was showing us his Japanese photos last night. They were mostly taken at his leaving parties. There was an album which had been put together by one of his students- and she had taken the trouble to annotate it with witty comments and little tiny hearts and pikachus and things. It just tore me up. Something to do with the fragility of friendship.|
Melancholy things- photo albums. People grinning, goofing off and you're never going to see them again.
He also had some old pictures from home that he'd had pinned up on his classroom wall. There was one of him and Joe as tinies, sitting on a bus. Mike had his eyes shut and Joe was flirting with the camera- entirely typical of both of them. I probably took that. Then there was a picture of me in my early thirties, complete with dog-collar and boho beard; the trendy vicar- grinning enthusiastically and full of Jesusy goodness.