Once Upon at Time
Once upon a time, the world was sweeter
than we knewEverything was ours; how happy we were then
But, somehow, once upon a time never comes again
But once upon a time it happened, even if it never comes again.
In 1969 the four Merit Scholarship Semi-Finalists were
announced for Rhode Island. Not to make
it all about me, but they included:
·
James Joyce, my best friend in grade school and
a member of my Cub Scout Den who lived around the corer from me;
·
Barbara Casey who sat next to me in 7th
grade and on whom I had an unrequited, and never expressed, crush;
·
Lee Giguere, my best friend in high school; and
·
myself.
At the time I blamed Lee for myself not getting into MIT,
which was my second choice for college. Lee
got in to MIT but was miserable there, took every Liberal Arts elective that he
could, and graduated with a Bachelor Of Science in Journalism. My first choice
for college was the US Naval Academy, but I failed the physical test because of
my eyesight. I had to settle for my “safe”
school, Brown University.
The last time I saw Jimmy was in high school. The
last time I saw Barbara was in 1971 when she was also taking the Federal Civil Service
exam for a summer job. The last time I saw Lee was at his wedding after graduation from MIT. But once upon a time I was Six Degrees of
Kevin Bacon from all of them.