  1968 vs 2016 by Skip Cohen As usual, my mind is miles away from business and marketing on Sunday mornings, especially on St. Patrick's Day. At 7:00 am, I picked up the phone and called my college roommate, Rich. For one of the few times over all these years, I was the first to call! For fifty-six years, we've had a tradition of seeing who'd be the first to remind the other what we were doing in 1968. It was St. Patrick's Day, and Rich and I decided to celebrate. Neither of us had ever been drunk before, and true to the stupidity of most first-year college students, we felt we were ready for the task. We started drinking green beer at 7:00 am at the Purity in Oxford, Ohio. By 8:30 am, we were a mess, but the bar was packed, and we weren't going to slow down. Rich had a big half-gallon Viking-looking tankard he'd gotten as a high school graduation gift, and when people got up to dance, we'd grab what was left of their beers and pour them into his tankard. We were able to continue our binge with minimal spending! Around 11:00 am, a few of our friends came to drag us out and safely get us back to the dorm. The rest of the day was ugly. Rich and I each grabbed a stall in the men's room and "drove the porcelain bus!" It's a great memory that puts this gigantic smile on my face. Sheila's heard the story dozens of times, but once a year, it's a classic trip down Memory Lane that I'm encouraged to share over and again. It's not just a classic event but about tradition. It's about two knuckleheads who have hung on to a moment from their past and elevated it to a testimonial to their friendship. Rich is in the DC area, and we check up on each other with phone calls a few times a year. Although we've only physically seen each other a couple of times over the years, that doesn't change the respect and love we have for each other. It's been said that everlasting friends go long periods of time without speaking and yet never question the friendship. These friends pick up like they just spoke yesterday, regardless of how long it has been or how far away they live, and they don't hold grudges. They understand that life is busy and love is there. TheMindsJournal Wishing everyone a day that's filled with smiles. Find the time to savor a great memory and then share it with somebody whose presence in your life you cherish. Go for those eleven-second hugs I always write about.
Happy Sunday...or Monday on the other side of the world. And to Rich - sure do love ya buddy!
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Jeff Johnson
3/17/2024 05:27:40 pm
Hey Skip, Rich just referred me to your post for today. Quite the memory of our ‘68 St. Patty’s Day celebration. I, too, was on the green beer scene that day, maybe at the Purity (or maybe the Boarshead, maybe Al and Larry’s.) I vaguely remember the very long trip back to Collins. I’m surprised we remember anything of the day. Glad to hear you’re well. Rich tells me how you two have stayed in touch. Love the 11-second hug concept. Jeff Leave a Reply. |
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