As I leave home…
You never know where you will end up or who you will meet when you get there. This was the predicament I found myself in 4 years ago as I pondered the reality of moving from Grandview to 1520 Neil. As I left Grandview I was leaving one of the weirdest and depressing places of my life and had no idea on how to fix my mess of a life. Poetically and literally the day I moved the winds of change blew in my favor ( i moved during the worst wind storm Columbus ever saw ). Never did I think I would meet people that would be so influential on my life and unbeknownst to them, would help right the ship of my life. What I didn’t realize then and what I am understanding now as I pack up my belongings and begin a new chapter, is that this place, this shelter, this building, this dwelling, is so much more. For only the second time in my life I had found/leaving a HOME. I have occupied a bunch of places but 1520 I actually lived in. The walls are just plaster, wood, and brick but the real foundation are the memories I have made with my bro and my house mates.
Remember that first night at Hamptons? Joel and his endless shots? The drunk Asian dude trying to knock the Fo’ Rent sign down?
How bout Halloween and watching the flood of people go by the porch and laughing our asses off at the girl who walked by and said ” I’m on a boat!!” and Joels response of ” Your on a sidewalk, bitch!!”.
Do you remember our first and only Christmas party? The first taste of Marla’s baking? Cigars and Wu-Tang on the porch as we froze?
Wine nights with Doctor John and the history of Merkins?
Pre-shower?
Penn. Johns BBQ ribs?
Me crying over Dr. Johns birthday gift of Blue Jackets tickets?
All of us laying on the floor ( due to no couch or chairs ) watching movies for Joels “Movie Night”?
Joel’s giant box of porn sitting at the bus stop?
The fire pitt?
Cool T.V.?
Impromptu porch gatherings and always knowing there was someone to talk to and hang with?
The addition of Mike Storey ad Dave Massey?
These are only a few things I remember as I box stuff up. I don’t write this in a spirit of sadness but a spirit of contentment and fondness. John, Marla, Dr. John,you will always have a place in my heart and memories. You will always be considered family. If ever you find yourselves with a need, please know you only have to ask! Leaving 1520 is hard but is the right time to do so. Remember the good times and I hope they bring a smile to your lips!
Your Friend,
Andy
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