Thursday, November 03, 2011
Bev on Bass
One day, walking home from school, Bev called my name and I turned to look at him. He spat a wad of bubble gum right at my face, which mercifully bounced off my front teeth instead of landing in my mouth. I was pretty annoyed at the time, but I have to admit that I find it funny now. Boys have an odd sense of humour.
Last I heard, Bev was a successful lawyer. I hope he's still doing well, and Bev, if you're reading this, I hope you get to wail on the bass from time to time too. The way I remember it, you were pretty good.