{"id":216,"date":"2005-12-06T10:14:25","date_gmt":"2005-12-06T14:14:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2005\/12\/06\/reunitedand-it-feels-so-good\/"},"modified":"2005-12-06T10:14:25","modified_gmt":"2005-12-06T14:14:25","slug":"reunitedand-it-feels-so-good","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2005\/12\/06\/reunitedand-it-feels-so-good\/","title":{"rendered":"Reunited…and It Feels So Good"},"content":{"rendered":"

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It’s felt like 1983 and 1993 for me this week. Even the music on my iPod has been representative of that: Suddenly Last Summer, by the Motels (80’s), New Year by the Breeders (90’s), Flower Song by Downy Mildew (80’s again), and God’s Cop by the Happy Monday’s (90’s again).<\/P>
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But more than that, it’s felt like decades past because of the people I’ve been re-connecting with since Friday. On Friday, out of nowhere I got an email from Golden….my ex-girlfriend. We met in second grade and immediately became a couple (she pulled me into the classroom coat closet, kissed me and said “now you’re my boyrfiend”). We dated off-and-on throughout elementary school, junior high and high school. By college she was a lesbian and I was gay. We even lived together one summer in some lesbian household in Brookline. We lost contact over the years as each of us moved on to new relationships and life goals.<\/P>
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Yet she tracked me down and we’ve been emailing (and hopefully will be getting together soon). Apparently, she’s now married (to a man!) with two children and living a happy life in great-outer suburbia. YAY – a childhood success story (I’d much rather hear stories like this than stories of sadness…especially after so much time has passed).<\/P>
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Then, last night, I got together with Ruthie. She and I met while we were poor college students working at Record Town in Boston’s Copley Place. We clicked instantly and also eventually lived together for a year in Brookline (no lesbians this time, but we did live with a Winnie, a Harold and various mice at one point or another).<\/P>
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As with Golden, Ruthie and I lost touch over the years, only to be reuinted by email over the past few months. We finally found a date that worked for the two of us and we got together last night for dinner in Chinatown. She hasn’t changed a bit: same long hair, same sense of humor, same big breasteses (yet on this itty-bitty frame).<\/P>
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Hopefully we’ll become a bit more regular about getting together. Realistically, I suspect that won’t be the case because I’m AWFUL at getting together with people. But I really should start making an effort…especially because 13 years ago she snarfed this great “Just Say Yes” independent music video from the record store we worked at and I always wanted a copy of it.<\/P>
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