As I had previously arranged with my friend Michael, I was going to get off at the Scarborough stop, not go all the way to Toronto. They live nearer to Scarborough, it is the rush hour so makes more sense to be nearer his house and avoiding all, or most of the city traffic. I was met by Michael and his dad Jim, I hadn't seen them for what seemed to be such a long time. Since the last time I was in Canada, about five maybe seven years before, I can't remember exactly how long it was, just that it was a long time. The traffic wasn't too bad, we arrived at their house in no time at all. They pointed out where they used to live and all the old memories of last time came flooding back. I remember skateboarding outside of their old house, and a little further down the road. Their new house wasn't far from their old one, it was literally down the road. You come out of the old road, turn left and go on about fifty metres and there you are. The new house was quite a bit smaller than the last one but it sort of made sense. Jen the eldest had moved out, Joey the second eldest had also moved out. The only ones living there now were Kevin, Michael, Bev and Jim of course. They didn't have a swimming pool any more which I will miss and I think they do too. Bev was out when I arrived, Kevin was about and was cooking up some Mac'n'cheese. Jim had arranged a bbq for me when I arrived so he got that all sorted, made a salad and within minutes it was time to sit at the table and eat dinner. It felt really good to be in their company again. Michael was one of my best friends at school and we have remained great friends for about eighteen years now, even though he now lives on the other side of the world. Michael works during the week at some company that buys films to get them into mass production. He is actually interning there for free and has the job of actually screening the films. It seems like quite an important job for somebody to do unpaid. Oh well, that's how it is. Kevin is doing odd jobs in music production. Jim is the editor of the Toronto Catholic Register, a local newspaper. Bev if I understood correctly did something during the week and volunteered at the hospital on Wednesdays.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
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