If It Didn't Suck....

Damn, Mendez was 60. It was not so much a shock that he had turned 60 but that I was there in attendance. I knew him from when he was 47, and that white (silver if I wanted to be nice) hair made him look older. The trick is that he looks the same now some 13 years later. Though some of those gray/silver hairs have gone AWOL. (This fact was made clearly evident by his sporting of a Captains hat for the entire night. Even though the theme of the party was sailing and he was the captain I know his ulterior motive, because I would do the same thing too at my 60th if I make it there.

His family and friends and wife, and her family and friends were all in attendance. Some faces I hadn’t seen in a while and some familiar ones danced about to the DJ and drank voluminously from the open bar. I downed diet cokes while I waited for the food, and now I still taste the lemon chicken and wonder how it was made.

I wondered at one point why I wasn’t having as much fun as I should be and I guess it finally hit me. I was getting old. I am 36, which is not old by any stretch of the imagination, but I met Mendez and his wife 13 years prior to the event in question and I guess I would never have pictured myself at this event. I mean his 50th yeah, a no brainer, three years is nothing and it goes by in an infinitesimally brief moment. But 13 is a bit more substantial, but in this case it went by a lightening speed. And in a blink of an eye it was upon me, upon us all. And in no time, I will be the one in the Captain’s hat making a speech and enjoying the warmth of being in the company of so many friends. Happy Birthday Mendez…DAMN YOU IS OLD SON

C