I had lunch with a good friend of mine today named Wolfgang. It was his birthday and we went to New Yasmeen.
Such a great guy. I love chatting with him about almost any subject. Today we talked about Delta Blues, which we both love. Next time it will be space exploration (an interest of his), or guitar techniques (he plays), or maybe photography (he's a good photog from way back in the darkroom days).
I wish I could see Wolf more often, I used to do coffee with him every day because we worked together. But he's retired now and that makes getting together much harder.
Wolf has some of the funniest and most amazing stories to tell and he's a great story teller. I love the one about the Frisbee-cat he found on the farm, squished in between two bails of hay. And don't get him started on the one about his car brakes going out in downtown Romeo and the resulting terror-filled drive on the crowded sidewalk.
He also does the best impersonation of a cadaver I've ever seen a live person do, complete with the shuddering creak of rigor mortis. It's truly inspired.
He's been though quite a bit of hardship, but he takes it all in stride. His first fiancée dumped him right before their wedding. He developed Type I diabetes later in life, which is rare, and his case is particularly hard to control (and the constraints that come with it are pretty much hell for a beer-lover like Wolf).
He also had a tumor the size of a peach removed from his brain about ten years ago which left him with some memory problems (1974 is "a couple years ago" to him and he can't remember the word "doorknob" to save his life). Fortunately it was benign.
Life is full of good times and bad...today's lunch was one of the good ones.
2 comments:
People like Wolf add the spice to life. You are lucky to have this guy.
Try to get together more often. Time slips away too easily and then it's gone forever. I hope Wolfgang had a happy birthday!
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