I have been unpacking Tony and David's belongings from McCallie in stages. The first wave came home at Easter, another load was picked up at the Dogwoood Regatta in Oak Ridge and the last was transferred this morning at Indian Beach. All of the duffle bags have been unpacked and the odds and ends left behind will be loaded this weekend at McCallie. The end of four years will be carefully washed and stored away.
So the beginnings are on the horizon. We spent two days with Tony and David's friends at the beach. They talked about the past and talked about their futures. How they know for a fact they will not see Tony for twelve years as he goes for his medical degree or David because he will be traveling the world with his small duffle bag. Each comment was given wistfully, in a way can we go back and re-do these past four years at McCallie. And then a plan was set in place for a reunion next year, something they could hold on to until the next time.
These boys, now men of McCallie hold on tight to each other and no matter how far the distance it is a bond forever. I witnessed that with Joe and I see it with Tony and David.
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