We all go through life doing things that seem stupid which bring on fears for your future. I am having those every day including Wednesday night when Hertford County played Rocky Mount.
I look forward every time we play the Bears because it is my old stomping grounds and I see someone at every game that I can talk with that brings back my past. Entering the gym the first person who I see is Scott Privette the Bears football coach who has a son on the HC jvs. We share a few moments with each other and I eventually found my way to the press table behind the score table at midcourt.
Charles Simmons the head basketball coach who has been at Hertford County since the 80's comes to the scoring table to check his lineup and afterwards looks my way so we can greet each other. The first thing out of my mouth is "Wayne how are you doing"? The older I get the less I remember names. Charles has long gone back to his seat on the bench when I realize that I called him Wayne.
I think I have a pretty good memory except for one thing and that is remembering names. Any time at work a salesman or anyone I might have a meeting with who I have never seen before, once they tell me their name I must keep their card in front of me in order to remember it. The rule where you are suppose to repeat peoples names out loud when you meet them for the first time doesn't work for me. I need to see you everyday for a month in order to remember it.
Is this the sign that Alzheimers is in it's first stages with me. I know Charles went back to Ahoskie Wednesday night thinking this guy has lost it.
Nick Cammarota who joined the Telegram way back during the Gryphons run to the state basketball title, I still have to think everytime I talk with him what is his name? Is it old Age creeping up on me? Is stupid is that stupid does?
As I go forward in life and run across you and and our conversation never mentions your name ther might be a reason. I am thinking as we talk who is this person. I know they have a name. I just can't remember it.
Friday, January 7, 2011
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