Do you have an old friend who you don’t see, maybe don’t even email with, for months at a time – and then you see them and it’s just as it was before?
Dana is one of those friends for me.
We started working together at the record store in the mall during high school, and through the years, through college, through relationships, through living here and there, we’ve stayed in touch.
Dana will tell you I didn’t like her very much when I first met her. That may have been true – I was asked to train her on the cash register, and who gets along over such an onerous task? But we got over that soon enough, and even though we attended different high schools, we hung out often, with the mall as our center point – as it is for so many kids. At least as it was back then. You know. In the Dark Ages when we were in high school. THE EIGHTIES.
Dana was always cooler than me, with a cooler set of friends, and I definitely attribute much of my adult musical taste to the early love of indie rock that we discovered together.
Another thing I can thank Dana for?
Not only did she introduce me to Bryan, she talked me into staying with him when he was proving too weird for me.
“He’s a free spirit, Aimee. He’s good for you.”
Her exact words. Nearly 20 years ago.
Fast forward to now, when I live in Colorado, her in Ohio. She is a professor at a university, married to another professor at a university, with three adorable mop-headed children chasing after her.
I was able to see her when our travels home to visit family collided this August, and we finally met her two younger children.
Our kids were strangers.
But not for long.