When I was about 12, my mother was dating a fella named Gene who worked for the Mets. (I don't remember in what capacity, though.)
So, one evening Gene stops by the house with another couple. As soon as I saw him I thought "Dam but that guy looks like Tom Seaver."
Then I saw his wife/date. "Wow but she looks like Nancy Seaver."
My mother, Gene and "Nancy" went into the kitchen to chat while "Tom" took a seat in the living room just across from me. I had the TV on and he didn't glance at it. He was facing me, with a beer in his hand.
We never said a word to each other. I just kept thinking "Dam but that guy looks like Tom Seaver".
After a while they all went out to dinner. To this day I have no idea if Tom Terrific was sitting in my living room that night just waiting for me to recognize him.
Thanks to bbrother for jogging my memory.
Posted by Tuning Spork at May 10, 2005 09:05 PMWeird. I think it is funny how the mind stores those memories and even funnier how we second guess our actions. I have a lot of childhood memories where I didn't understand or have much of a clue what was going on and then something sparks the memory and it becomes an "AH HAH!" moment and everything that did go on then becomes perfectly clear now. That's why I am super careful around my two year old, I can only imagine what her AH HAH moments could be...
Posted by: jody at May 11, 2005 10:34 PM