The feelings for a forgotten friend:

A friend of mine recently suffered brain damage from a car accident. He was by no means a good friend as of current, but when we were young, (and he was geeky....pre-stone/punk) we were pretty good friends,and dare I say one of my best friends. All the way up to grade...7-8 I as I recall. At that time, he went from geek to basically your average boarder listening to Metallica, Megadeth, Rage and etc. I also went my seperate way, blooming my own personally "unique way". I've talked to him off an on, and even tried to embarass him by showing a elementary year book (ala geek years). Even after graduation I talked to him only once. Yet when I heard this awful news, especially of how serious it was, it just kinda nudged me in the heart in someway. Not exactly all the childhood memories with him came flooding back, but more of an aroma of it sent a bit of a quiver in my eye. I guess that's the power of friendship sometimes, and despite my selfish and often apathtic ways, I really can't deny the human nature of feeling sad when something bad happens to an old friend.