an epitaph for an era:
athens is a transient town. most people come here for school; they may stay around for a few more years, but most eventually head out. the reasons people leave include employment, relationships, or simple change of scenery.
i love this town, and i'm pretty much here for the long haul. though i understand the appeal of the "big city", i have absolutely no desire to move down 316.
but people do leave. friends leave.
yesterday, mcsquared left athens. he's going to stay with his folks in birmingham for a bit, but will be in hotlanta in the fall.
the hill street penal league crew has taken a number of big hits. dave c was a tough loss for me, my top wingman. AG and LB, my pals from a different lifetime. il gato and willis, the funniest motherfuckers i know. deuce deuce, sauce's oldest friend and adversary. ghost and madame parson; though i always knew they were leaving, they stayed just long enough to make me hopeful. same went for knasselhoff: we were lucky to have him as long as we did.
but this one stings in a different way. not necessarily more painfully, but more fundamentally. jknight was my home base in athens, my family; his departure leaves me feeling uprooted. a loving contingent from the old crew remains [pineapple, reno, and the sauce], and i continue to happily call this town home. but i will always mark this day as the official end of the hill street penal league era.
and i will always remember that era fondly.
i love this town, and i'm pretty much here for the long haul. though i understand the appeal of the "big city", i have absolutely no desire to move down 316.
but people do leave. friends leave.
yesterday, mcsquared left athens. he's going to stay with his folks in birmingham for a bit, but will be in hotlanta in the fall.
the hill street penal league crew has taken a number of big hits. dave c was a tough loss for me, my top wingman. AG and LB, my pals from a different lifetime. il gato and willis, the funniest motherfuckers i know. deuce deuce, sauce's oldest friend and adversary. ghost and madame parson; though i always knew they were leaving, they stayed just long enough to make me hopeful. same went for knasselhoff: we were lucky to have him as long as we did.
but this one stings in a different way. not necessarily more painfully, but more fundamentally. jknight was my home base in athens, my family; his departure leaves me feeling uprooted. a loving contingent from the old crew remains [pineapple, reno, and the sauce], and i continue to happily call this town home. but i will always mark this day as the official end of the hill street penal league era.
and i will always remember that era fondly.
posted by Huevos McGringo at
2:20 PM
5 Comments:
It's weird how I know most of you 4KSers in real life but I still have a hard time remembering who's who when it comes to your little pseudonyms. If Mcsquared is who I think it is, then I hope he will let me babysit Pudge when he has to stay late for company softball.
I was actually thinking about this same thing today. A big sad slobbery goodbye to Mcsquared, knasslehoff and all the other dearly departed--there's always a place for you in the ATH.
But we saw him yesterday, getting into his car a couple of blocks away. Maybe he just told y'all (and us) he was leaving.
Touching tribute, Mikey. Really. JK was my link to you people and the reason that any of us met. I was very appreciative of him inviting me into his life at the time that we met while taking a class. I really needed a new group of friends at the time, and you guys came through magnificently. If you recall, I was going through a rough period and I attribute my coming out of it to you guys being so awesome. Gonna miss that boy. I have a suspicion that he'll move back here before it's all said and done.
I'm going to miss Mr. Knight very very much. He's one my best friends ever and he's the reason for a lot of wonderful things in my life including all the awesome people I've come to know including the tall Mr. Keene, the sauce, dave c, Mr. Ben Makin & the very lovely Mrs. Mandi Makin, and many others. I do feel lost without him here and his departure hurts quite a bit. He was one of the few people that got me and all of my many moods. He will be missed indeed.
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