Donald Justice - August 12, 1925 - August 6, 2004
During the period of my life when I would have developed the friendships and connections that the characters in this story shared, I was busy wasting time in my life.
I had a pretty solid base, actually, a very solid base, of friends that I made in college, but as college friends usually do, we scattered ourseleves across the country.
These friends were made during a shared struggle. The friendships served their purpose, and actually, I think that there would only be a couple of guys that I would classify as “true friends” that came out of those 4 years.
After leaving school, I bumbled around and didn’t create any lasting friendships.
I had not yet discovered the direction that my life need to move in and I was attempting to live out all of the experiences that I missed in college (sow my wild oats).
Would I trade that time?
Simply – no.
Soon, I realized that I need to get my act together, I found myself in another country where I was isolated not only by geography but my language and culture.
I made friends and even met my wife - but again, – nothing like the characters in the story.
Later - For the past ten years – back in the States, work has kept me busy during the days, and socializing with people during non work hours outside of my family is something that I really haven’t done.
Looking at myself from about 1,000 feet, I can see that I have chosen a small circle of people to really care about.
I have seen them grow and develop over the years, and I continue to be amazed by the transformations of their lives.
This atmosphere that I have created for myself is one that allows me a bit of weightlessness.
I am living a happy life. Those closest to me are happy with me, and I with them- ...after all, this is all that matters – right?