Friday - Part 2

Yes, I will try my best to actually finish the tales of the weekend. Friday evening most of us headed to Proffitt's Porch for dinner, others ended up at Harvey's. The waitress at Proffitt's had our table of about 25 plus a few other table and supposedly it was her first night. In other words service was beyond slow. So we spent a lot of time just catching up on our current lives. By the time we actually left most people were just ready to get to the keg at P.B. But several of us decided to go on to Tales from the Crypt.

Since we got to the cemetery so late we barely had to wait in line, although we did have a long, dark walk to get to the ticket area. Mr. Yarborough is the current history teacher and credits Butler with a lot of his teaching methods. I had met him at Temple Heights the night before so he greeted us personally and made sure we weren't split up. I think he may have picked our guide, since it was a kid I had seen at Temple Heights. I had never done the tour before, and most of it was really good. The students played various characters that were either buried in the cemetery or were the 'relatives' of those buried. The cemetery is dark, barring the graves where the students are. These have a few lamps burning around them. The characters ranged from an 'elderly' slave woman singin in her rocker, to the crazy abolitionist sister, to the Scottish Confederate soldier (played by an Asian kid who did a full Scotty accent), and of course the 3 women that started Memorial Day. Seeing these kids reminded me of the talent of my fellow classmates. I can't help but wonder what we would have turned out if given the arts opportunities as well. And of course there was that moment where all of us on the tour fought our tears as we were pointed to the graves of Carl and Judy, both lit with candles. If you are ever in Columbus during Pilgrimage you MUST do this tour. To support MSMS and to pay a bit of homage to the good old days.

Following the tour we hurried back to P.B. Here we were greeted by those that had already rolled the keg onto the back deck and the party began. Vincent had even set up a blender and was mixing drinks for those that didn't want beer. Daniel and Nathan both had on their medal from graduation, and Daniel was in his 3rd? shirt of the day - can you believe he kept all of his old MSMS shirts? This one was the black with pink writing. The party really was more of a Where are you? What are you doing now? How can we fix the foundation? time for the first few hours. Although by 2 a.m. it had probably devolved. Finally around 4 a.m. we tried our best to lock up - Cass was in charge, 'nuf said. It really had been a great day, and it was wonderful to be together again. I guess that was why we didn't mind staying up all night. At least this time we weren't hidden in a closet studying.