I'm sure there is a woman who exists that, back in the early 70s, dated a cute boy in high school named John. He and his friends had a little band. He had great hair and an ambition to be a musician when he grew up. While they were very happy together, they were young and, as is the fate for many young loves, the flame burned fasted and faded just as quickly. They parted friends and went their separate ways.
Several years later, in 1982, I'm sure that same girl,
now a young woman, was flipping through the
albums of her local record store. After all, she had dated a musician in high school. As she flips through the 12-inch squares looking for a new band to spin on the old family Hi-Fi, she gasps and quickly snaps up an album. She exclaims loudly, "Jon Bon Jovi!?! I used to make out with him in his mother's basement!"
I'm sure that woman exists. She has to. Because right now, I feel very much like that woman. Except I'm not flipping through dusty vinyl albums. Facebook is my record store. A friend of mine from high school is at the beginning of a rocket ride upwards to national, and quite possibly international recognition for his art work.
He is one of the few people that I know that said, "I want to be <fill in the blank> when I grow up," and now he actually is. Many kids say they want to be a rock star or a famous actor when they grow up. Most of them become accountants or possibly lawyers. Very few actually go on to be what they professed when they were kids. I personally wanted to be a race car driver when I was a kid. I had a need for speed. Some people who have driven with me might consider that I have accomplished my goal. I also wanted to be a Notary Public. But I digress.
|Scorch was a cross between |
an angry Bugs Bunny and a
more irritable Sonic the Hedgehog.
Due to the wonders of Facebook and other online media, some of his recent work is being recognized. He is being commissioned to do the artwork for band CDs and movie posters as well as other projects. I have to say, I am so proud of him and thrilled to be a person who can say, "I knew him when..."
I look forward to the day in the not-too-distant-future when I'm looking through CDs or perusing the "Coming Soon" movie posters at Regal Theater and recognize the distinct style of my friend's artwork. I'm so proud of him and can't wait to see such a talented and deserving person receive public recognition and admiration for his craft. I can't wait to be that woman in the record store. Because we totally made out in his mother's basement.