This guy and I were in a gang together (back in kindergarten), which my mom did NOT approve of but, as I always told her, "it's a good gang, mom." She couldn't seem to understand that there were GOOD gangs and BAD gangs, thinking that all gangs were bad. We were like the positive enforcers of the playground. But before you go thinking we were all soft or something let me just say that we WERE exclusive; you couldn't just waltz into our numbers. We had to like you!
Aside from our daily gang activities, we played together on the same, undefeated soccer team, The Jets! I also always wanted to play at his house b/c he had all of the cool Bucky O'Hare action figures. One time, my parents took advantage of this desire and made us hang out when he had the chickenpox so that I would contract them at a young age. I had to sit next to him, let him laugh/breathe on me, drink from his sippy cup after him. I remember being pretty cool with it which makes me think that either I had not been fully informed of the consequences at the time or that since being sick meant you got to miss school back in those days, I was in full support of it.
Anyway, we will be meeting up soon. The fact that he reached out to me after 20 or so years makes me think that he must still be a really nice, cool guy so it should be fun.
Just Like Old Times TW
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