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I put myself on a 36 hour “no thinking about or doing anything related to work” restriction this weekend, so instead of playing the role of work-a-holic, I’m spending my time browsing through Facebook and MySpace.
I do this every once in a while, and there have been a lot of people from my childhood who have recently joined at those sites (welcome to Technology everyone). Most of my childhood friends from Joplin have trouble placing me because I moved away in 1989 and didn’t graduate with them.
I’ve discovered that most of my childhood friends and I still have a lot in common… taste in music, movies and books… political beliefs… and an overwhelming number of them have turned out to be gay.
I find this fascinating to me, in that I haven’t spoken to these old friends in 20 years or more. And when we were growing up, we certainly didn’t discuss being gay, or even know that we were gay… we were kids! Yet, we managed to somehow find and recognize this “quality” in each other before we were even able to name it and recognize it in ourselves.
Of course looking at this school photo of me from 6th grade, it seems hard for me to understand how I, or they, didn’t know all along.
I now present to you: Jester in 1986.
Note the gigantor glasses and super stylish rayon shirt.
