What do people do in college? With the baby in midst of his sophomore year, I'm balancing asking about grades and asking about the fraternity. I remember the days and I'm trying to avoid being intrusive. He's grown. His morals are set. But he will push the limit, as most of us did. Frankly, I don't trust anybody who has never tried to get away with something.
The photo above is Animal. My boyfriend and first husband lived with him. I knew him first and he was introduced to me with this name. He used to talk us into insane stuff -- let's all go to Skinema West! He would walk through our dorm floor and shout "Taco Bell!" Some of us climbed out of our lofts and said "Yes, I could use a taco."
Lately I've been thinking about my college friends. I've lost touch with him but I get occasional updates from others.
His name is Steve. I did not know this for many years. He's always Animal to me.
