It’s about three days late, but a big happy birthday to Pauline, wherever she is… Last I heard, she was a pediatrician out in California. Pauline was the first friend I made in college, and unfortunately the first one I lost. It was mostly if not all my fault, I was young, stupid about women and people in general and totally screwed up. Still, she’ll always be special to me and since her birthday comes around Thanksgiving, it’s pretty easy to be thinking of her this time of the year.
On the plus side I learned a lot from the experience. One the most important things I learned though is there are some things that cannot be fixed.