High school was an ordeal--lackluster curriculum, uninspired teachers, plus the usual teenage travails. After I was done, I didn't look back. Out of a graduating class of 300, there's maybe a dozen or so folks I wouldn't mind seeing again, and as fate would have it, one of them just moved to the area after a lifetime in NY. I hadn't seen John in 30 years but it was easy to pick up the thread. He jumped in cold to our weekly 4Shadows jam but fit right in--he's got chops after playing in a bunch of punk and bar bands. It's been a dry summer but he brought a bit of legit PNW precip, the kind you barely notice.