I ran across recently a great viedo for Verdi Cries (see the post The Man in 25165). Remebering how great that song is and how much I enjoyed 10,000 Maniacs, I pulled out my copy of In My Tribe and have been swimming in memories since. God I forgot just how perfect that cd is and just how many times I have played it. All those songs just entering back into my life like terrific friends that have been out of touch for a while.
Nor did I realize just how tied all those memories are to Tom Lagg. It just has been going round and round in my head.
Man I miss him.
Did Tom have his good and bad? You betcha - completely human Tom was and he made no excuses for it and I found that completely admirable.
Am I glossing it over to remember mostly good? You betcha - for real, since Tom has passed away what use would it be not to. Plus there is plently negative in this world - I don't need to add to it by carrying more of it around with me.
Oh man the laughs and good times -- that stupid peachmobile and silly siamese cat -- but really most of all his friendship. I so needed it at the time he came into my life eons ago.
Some of my favorite memories have been our trip to Alantic City with Cindy and Kim Cullivan with the near death tire blow out -- poor Tina getting bonked off the head by one of Tom's dead whippets in the pitch black Myopia Trail -- 4th of July in Virginia Beach -- sleeping out for Madonna tickets and drinking stolen scacremental wine. Laughs and laughs and just more laughs. You were a good friend to me Tom. You did your best and I cannot take that away from you - no one can. So the days do not last forever but the memories always will. You were here Tom and for me and my life - I am completely happy you were.
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