Missing In Action

We lead our lives like water flowing down a hill, going more or less in one direction until we splash into something that forces us to find a new course.
-Arthur Golden
"Memoirs of a Geisha"

Twenty-five years ago today

December 21, 1985
Saturday

Chad woke up early and left for his folks’ house to attend a marathon of some sort.
“Call me around three o’clock,” Chad said as he headed out the door.

I went over to mom and dad’s house for breakfast. My niece, Ashley, was there and I took her for a walk to the DIGITAL EQUIPMENT SYSTEMS building on Harbor Bay Parkway. Then Sherri and I took Ashley to see Santa Claus. Ash didn’t want to get on Santa’s lap.
Sherri freaked out when the Santa said, “You should have brought John!”
Sherri thought he really was Santa Claus, at first. She later learned that the Santa was Fred, her next door neighbor!

At 3PM I called Chad and we made arrangements to meet up at the gym, followed by a visit to that Portrait Studio to pick up my mom’s portrait photo of my brothers and me.

I gave Chad some homemade M and M Cookies. We went our separate ways. Chad was having a family dinner. I, too, went to visit with my mom and dad.

I began watching the movie VISION QUEST with my parents and then I went home.


I gave Chad a phone call and then I started to jump rope repeatedly until he came over. He arrived before 10:30PM. We both beamed with light and happiness over the sight of one another. We began watching a movie called MISSING IN ACTION and then we hit the hay. It was a JO session before night-night.

"...I amuse him, he toys with me."
-Thomas Harris
"Hannibal"