Relationships with the children of family friends are funny.
I remember one time when I was maybe 13 years old, my dad's friend Kevin came to the beach with his kids. His girl was named Meredith, and she was maybe 11, and his son was named Connor (or Conner?), maybe 7 years old or so.
My only memory of Meredith, at all, really, was that she slept in the TV room in the bottom floor of the beach house. I remember the computer was in that room at the time - I think we used my sister's old laptop or something - and I was just chillin' on the computer for some reason. We talked a little bit, and I remember she (tried to?) show me an internet game involving parking, or driving through obstacles, something along those lines. I left earlier than I would usually go to bed because I didn't want to keep her up. I remember hearing later that she was dating a kid in my school, one year ahead of me, named Todd, and I was very surprised to hear that.
The most I remember of Connor from that visit is that when Adam, Nick, Ryan and I dug that hole in Stone Harbor's beach, he was in the hole with us. The lifeguard was hassling us and asked us what the point of building a hole was if we just had to fill it in, and with Connor right next to me, I said, "What's the point of living if you're just going to die?" Apparently Connor was mortified, and asked his dad about it. His dad said maybe that was inappropriate, or something, but I don't know how serious he was.
[[ I think Nick/Ryan/Adam also joked "What's the point of being a lifeguard if you're just going to be gay?" I remember before we left, we flattened one side of the hole and made a sand sculpture of one lifeguard performing oral sex on his partner life guard ]]
I looked for Meredith on Facebook recently. She goes to the same big university as one of my close friends, and her profile picture is her barely clothed in a devil costume. God, was that strange.
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My mom played tennis with a woman who had two kids, Emily and Tommy. I think Tommy was a year or two older than me and Emily was a year younger than me. I don't remember many interactions with Tommy, but I remember hearing he was pretty crazy-good at math in high school and worked his way up the ranks of a local grocery store such that he could get his own car and apartment when he was 20 or 21 years old.
I remember one time we went to a Superbowl party at their house... at least I think that was why we got together. I had never really talked to Emily much, but we did talk a little bit that night. If I remember correctly, it started when we realized we were both big fans of Whose Line Is It Anyway? She had a typewriter in her room, a modern one that had an electronic interface situated above the keys and a backspace button that applied whiteout rather than just putting a # or an X over the previous letter. I thought typewriters were pretty awesome and I remember typing some of my favorite lines onto a blank piece of paper loaded into it. She typed some back at a later point. I think somewhere along the line we started to type things not related to the show, more just about life, but I remember it feeling funny and like I wanted it to stop or to go back.
[[I couldn't find her on Facebook]]
Peace out.
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