February 25, 2005

dern faddish blogposting...

Here it goes. So many others are doing it. Be gentle. Heck, be funny. Whatever. Oy. If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, you must post a memory of me. It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened.

Then post this to your journal/blog. See what people remember about you.

Posted by tripp at February 25, 2005 03:39 PM
Comments

The laying on of hands on November 7, 2004 is one of the most awesome things I have ever witnessed.

The other memory was of you holding court during a party at Heather's when she was living on the block. Quintessential pontification.

Posted by: Wes at February 25, 2005 05:59 PM

Okay - sappy and sentimental. I remember I was having one pretty horrid night in a muddled depression freshman year of college in the midst of a breakup. And I remember that you were a really good listener, not in a patronizing way, but I knew you were really listening and being supportive and that made me feel much better.
But -- I was really hoping you would offer to walk me back across the lake because I hated riding the "safety shuttle" (okay the "rape van"), but you didn't. Not that I blame you for not wanting to do all that walking - but I just remember that.
Satisfied?

Posted by: Stacy at February 25, 2005 07:28 PM

thanksgiving - that a moment's notice you could jump into a conversation about chrysostom the genius v. chrysostom the psychotic!

Posted by: beth at February 25, 2005 10:16 PM

Hard to narrow down, bro-- but here goes.

Cantoring for Boar's Head, when we hadn't been able to practice-- and when we mangled the music, over and over, you simply kept laughing. A lesson in sanity.

Preaching the whole of Holy Week in one hour.

And cheese fries.

Posted by: Jane Ellen at February 26, 2005 06:37 AM

1. Road Trip
2. MTV videos
3. A really really bizarre dinner in Columbus, OH.
4. Late night conversations about marrige.

Thanks for the memories.

Posted by: Reverend Ref at February 26, 2005 10:54 AM

I remember one time late last year when you officiated Matins and I thought it was sad that I wasn't going to be able to hear such a beautiful rendition of that after you graduated. It truly was a great prayer, your songs.

-R

Posted by: ryan at February 26, 2005 04:13 PM

I remember today at up/rooted collects when you said that not everyone can be a monk, but that seeing a monk be a monk makes a difference to your own faith. I thought that was very profound and an intriguing thought.

BTW, it's been good to make your acquaintance recently.

-Mike Clawson (from up/rooted)

Posted by: Mike Clawson at February 26, 2005 10:41 PM

of course there are too many - but i was thinking about that day we met in the refectory today too! but, since you used that one... i have a really vivid picture of you in my head from the trip to twin cities - you sitting on trevor's half-done floor in the kitchen with your guitar, playing "I Could SIng of Your Love Forever".
lots of guitar memories... playing Guns & Roses at the kitchen table with Jeff and Cat... fifth-floor singing sessions to fight the CPE insanity... early mornings at your moms house. What is it about music and memories anyway?

Posted by: susie at February 28, 2005 05:57 PM