Sometimes I wonder where they all have gone,
\npeople who disappeared from my past.
\nPeople I knew in grade school, like the sweet
\nlittle girl, a classmate I used to walk home with
\nand felt the stirrings of infatuation with. Now I
\nwonder if I\u2019d known her longer where that
\ninfatuation might have gone. The Hell\u2019s Angel
\nnamed Nicky who was a relative of a friend
\nof mine and offered me a hit of a drug in a club
\nbefore a while later he smashed a bat over
\na bar patron\u2019s head and with other bikers
\nblew out of the club and probably never
\ngot arrested. My first love, Pat Curran,
\na pretty blonde from New Jersey who
\nsaid she would marry me when we got older
\nonly to cheat on me not long after that.
\nThere are so many others, more than I
\ncan count. I\u2019m sure you have that many
\npeople who have disappeared from
\nyour life too.<\/p>\n
Bob Boyd <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Sometimes I wonder where they all have gone, people who disappeared from my past. People I knew in grade school, like the sweet little girl, a classmate I used to walk home with and felt the stirrings of infatuation with. Now I wonder if I\u2019d known her longer where that infatuation might have gone. The… Continue reading