Originally published November 20, 2017.
Back in the mists of time, I went to college in North Central Ohio with a skinny beanpole wearing coke bottle glasses. We talked about politics and debate and sports and girls. One memorable spring we roomed together during break.
Now, I love my life. I got good kids and a fantastic forgiving wife. But I’m sure she will forgive me for saying that Randal, after enduring some serious shit, hit the jackpot, because he now works as a high school teacher in beautiful Hawaii.
He brought his debate team to Chicago and today I got to spend a few minutes with him at the Art Institute. Neither of us are so skinny anymore, he lost the glasses somewhere, and I got seriously gray, but… Brother Vido, it was a pleasure to see you.