I visited my friend Katie at OU Saturday night. Katie is my oldest friend, since she had any of my school friends beat by having the advantage of knowing me pre-kindergarten. Our parents were friends, and we were playmates almost by default. And that worked out just fine. She’s a couple years younger than me, but way better at keeping in touch. She moved around a lot since her dad was a preacher, but she still managed to send me friendship letters and come back to town to visit now and then. I would visit her too, but she was often the initiator of our hanging out. Once you’re Katie’s friend, you’re her friend for life, I’ve learned.
She came to visit me at Muskingum often, and the shame from the fact I’d never been to see her in Athens was becoming overwhelming. She’s a junior, for crying out loud. She was so excited when I asked if I could visit and I’m really glad I did.
I hadn’t been to Athens in five years, since Owen went there before he transferred to Muskingum. I remembered most of the major landmarks (Court St., the shiny diner, the old Baker Center, etc.) but it was nice to get a tour from Katie from her perspective. Athens clearly suits her, and I am so glad she is happy there. We had some great conversations and I enjoyed meeting her college friends. We also met her annoying neighbors, who turned out to not be as huge of d-bags as Katie thought all year long.
On the downside, we didn’t go to sleep until 4 a.m., which is far later than I’ve stayed up in a very, very long time. We got up the next morning because Katie had to work one of her two jobs, at Follet’s bookstore. I bought her a coffee on my way out of town at Perk’s and we said goodbye. I’d like to come back again soon. Even Columbus doesn’t have a gyro buggy running at 2 a.m. (Or do they? Mmmm. Gyros.)