Monday, January 31, 2011
My dad answered the door. A well-dressed man with a briefcase entered. He said he had to discuss an important legal manner with a person by the name of "Stephen Meiner". I acknowledged that I was he. My own wife and children were outside, playing with our dog ...and I was happy that they were. I couldn't imagine who this was, who he represented, or what he had to say to me. All I knew was that this all had me baffled ...and it was the beginning of an awkward and uncomfortable conversation. Whatever it was that was going to be said, I was glad my family was outside.
I was relieved that it was not about me ...but I guess it still was, as it was a friend of mine. Still, I was confused ...as most of my friends were 500 miles away. Certainly no one would have followed me all this way on my vacation. Few of the friends that I know from High School, live around here any longer ...and those who remained near our hometown, I had not kept in contact with.
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