….my friend joe. we met at lee ‘college’. i remember the day i met him in the old dining hall. i still wasn’t sure what i thought of him when he followed me back to my dorm but soon discovered i’d just found one of the closest friends i’d ever have….
it was only a few nights later that i ditched my drom-mate and moved into a room with joe across campus. joe and i started a fake frat together. we annoyed lisette in the language lab and the writing lab. we made fun of a few people and got on countless people’s nerves. all in the name of fun….
i can’t remember what happened between joe and i. there was a missunderstanding about a flight at one point, but that couldn’t have been it. joe was my best friend through some of the best days of my life and i haven’t spoken to the chap in close to a decade.
i miss you buddy, so tonight some toad the wet sprocket is in order….
joe had a girlfriend his first year at lee but it didn’t work out. she then dated our friend chris. one afternoon we were at chris’s apartment and he and the girl left joe and i there. we decided to move all of his furniture out onto the front sidewalk and set it up as if it was still in the apartment.
when chris and the girl returned they took things in good humor. in fact the girl wanted to go get a camera for a picture. they went off to get the camera and while they were gone we put every thing back, locked the place up, and left.
after i dropped out of school and got an apartment near campus joe spent most of his time at my place. one holiday weekend he crashed there. my roommate’s girlfriend sent him a box of cookies that were to be waiting on him when he got back to school from visiting her. joe and i ate the cookies…and opened the card….
joe was the kind of person who would go ahead and do things that probably were not a good idea, just to have the good story to tell later on.