Reunion Revisited

The night just passed was full of meaning and the dissolution of old dreams. Some of my classmates are dead, others lost. Some are fat, some are old or bald or very different. One is now a woman, I hear — a large change from when we were all boys. Those who taught us can be divided into the quick and the dead, and age has withered or weathered many of them.

I can remember the promise of daylight from the second decade of my life. I can see that many things never came to pass, and are lost forever. Yet there are also many things to give thanks for, and to rejoice in.

I still think the quote I chose for that decade stands as a true image of the times. From Michael Moorcock:

In those days there were oceans of light and cities in the skies and wild flying beasts of bronze. There were herds of crimson cattle that roared and were taller than castles. There were shrill, viridian things that haunted bleak rivers. It was a time of gods manifesting themselves upon our world in all her aspects; a time of giants who walked on water; of mindless sprites and misshapen creatures who could be summoned by an ill-considered thought but driven away only on pain of some fearful sacrifice; of magics, phantasms, unstable nature, impossible events, insane paradoxes, dreams come true, dreams gone awry, of nightmares assuming reality.

It was a rich time and a dark time.

Indeed. And the celebration of it will be a long time passing, as long as the spirit of the wyvern remains. You can take the man out of the school, but not the school out of the man.