Maddy and Kelly finally called it quits in March of ’95. I can’t say that I was sad about it. I had broken up with Lyn early March, and she had immediately started dating my (former) best friend. I can’t say I was torn up or anything. I knew it had been coming. We had [...]
She was so mad at me, we didn't even say goodbye. About a month into the semester I heard she was dating Stephen. Here's the thing. I knew it was coming, the end of our relationship. I was ready for it. It stung more than I was ready for, though. We didn't talk for almost a year after that.
I walked out on her. I did. She wanted to get married and I walked out on her. Have you ever done something that seems absolutely horrible, but known it was the only choice you had at the time?
We made love that morning to wash away all the dirt and grime of the past. I understand that now. It was our first time, and our last. I can't lie, it was intense. We worked out all that was wrong in the world until we were cleansed. After noon some time Maddy headed home. We would stay together officially for the next few weeks, but in reality we were […]
I was washing her hair, and talking to her. I don't remember what I was saying, though I know I was just making chatter. I just remember sitting on the edge of the tub with my feet in the water washing her hair and thinking this is my life. In so many ways, this was the realization of what my life was to become. I understood for the first time what it m […]
That night. It is forever emblazoned in my mind. It is a memory I share with a few people, and yet our views are all so different. It was a party on the far side of the reservoir. A pre-graduation party. Everyone was there. Maddy and I were there with Stephen. Kelly was there with her boyfriend, Jimmy.
Our first conversations were full of evasion. She was a mystery wrapped inside an enigma. At first she seemed angry, but not so elusive. The next attempt to talk was a quick shoot down.
I sat down next to her and contemplated the moon. She just leaned over and put her head on my shoulder. I couldn't think of a single appropriate thing to say. So, I didn't.
This project is about my friend Maddy. It is an exploration of new modern writing mediums, a multi viewed story of my friend Maddy. Now what I don't know about Maddy could fill Giants Stadium. So, I'll start at the beginning.
What do you think it’s going to be like to empty all these stories into the public eye? I am a little scared as to what we will find at the end of this journey. I can see this project growing, but with so much work ahead. Let the stories roll. Let the questions flow.