When I was in high school, the social cliques were pretty rigid; the college preps hung with their own as did the jocks, the socialites, and the cool people into the cutting edge of teen culture. But there was one woe be gone kid who didn’t fit anywhere, but just hung on me because I tolerated him, would walk to school with him, and allow him to eat lunch by me. The fact that I tolerated him diminished my own status with my own usual peer group. To be honest, he was a bit of an embarrassment, but I think I was the closest thing he had to a friend.
Well, I’m many years out of high school now, and never saw this guy again after graduation. We just entered our own orbits, and flew at different life trajectories. I never bothered to remain in contact with him, but wonder now what happened to him. And I regret having not gone the extra mile for someone who could have been a friend for life. I’m sorry, Andy, for the way I treated you. You could have been a better friend than those I thought I had…
Well, I’m many years out of high school now, and never saw this guy again after graduation. We just entered our own orbits, and flew at different life trajectories. I never bothered to remain in contact with him, but wonder now what happened to him. And I regret having not gone the extra mile for someone who could have been a friend for life. I’m sorry, Andy, for the way I treated you. You could have been a better friend than those I thought I had…