On Thursday, July 19, 2001, I drove up to the City of San Francisco to meet up with one of my best friends from high school, the exalted Jared and his loyal subjects, David Simon and Howard Ouyang. We convened at Jared’s hotel, the San Francisco Hyatt Regency, located at 5 Embarcadero Center. Traffic was a bear getting up to the City, as it was stop and go from Redwood City into SF! We met in the lobby to the Hyatt, right in front of this large
It’s been almost two years since I last saw Jared in person at Stanford University. He’s been continuing his successful entrepreneurial ventures alongside his busy political career on the Colorado State Board of Education. Jared has always amazed me by the amount of information and work that he can process in his mind at any one given time. From AIS to Blue Mountain to Proflowers to Frog Magic, Jared has done and seen it all.
Jared and David are friends that, no matter how much time has passed, it seems like yesterday when we last met. There’s such a wealth of history behind our friendships that transcends time. Today, David is fast becoming a doctor, knowing all the ins and outs of delivering babies and performing sutures. Jared is still the consummate businessman and politician. All we needed to complete our little circle was Jerry, who’s back in San Diego. The three of us gave him a call after dinner from the Waterfront Cafe, a semi-upscale restaurant along the piers of San Francisco Bay, but General Chang was nowhere to be found. Through the power of technology and answering machines, however, we were able to leave him a message from the three of us.
And Howard? He was recovering from a mediocre round at the British Open… oops… that was Tiger Woods, not Howard. I still think that he could pass as Tiger Woods’ double on the links. Jared didn’t think so, but David concurred with my assessment. It was interesting to note that Howard knew Jerry when he was in elementary school, certainly longer in terms of years than all of us.
Where Have All The Children Gone?
Over dinner, we talked about the political struggles that Jared is facing being one of the few elected Democrats in the State of Colorado. We joked about the Congressman Condit debacle, laughing when David related the sound bite that Condit gave rebuking Clinton and urging him to come clean about his relationship with Monica Lewinsky. “Congressman Condit, what in the world were you thinking when you said that?!?” In other conversation, we chatted about the people from high school that we’ve seen recently or hadn’t heard from in ages. I learned that Marc Newburger is now Marc Dare and is continuing to “star” in a variety of B-Grade movies. We pondered about the present situation of people like Faye Liu and Thad (little Thad). Our waiter incidentally was also called Thaddeus, though Dave preferred to call him Thad.
All of these people had a small effect on our lives growing up, but now they’ve faded away from our consciousness. In the years that have passed since last we saw them, they’ve presumably gone to school, gotten a degree, started working, and created and/or broken relationships. So many events, yet they are for all intents and purposes, lost to us. That is, of course, unless they have maintained a personal web site chronicling their lives!
Here are some more pictures from my night out in San Francisco.
Passing Through The Night
Dardy, Amabelle, Eric, and Rita were down in Mountain View this evening. As I was leaving, I gave Eric a call to tell him that I was heading back towards Mountain View. Alas, once I hit Redwood City, they had decided to head back up to the City, Rita, Eric, and Amabelle. I had an interesting thought when I was nearing Mountain View. I called up Eric on his cell phone and told him to look for my flashing lights! I was driving in the fast lane heading south on 101 and Rita was driving her new Subaru Imprezia on 101 North. As we approached the Rengstorff Avenue exits, I flashed my lights. Unfortunately, they didn’t see me, though the car in front of me certainly did and got out of the way quickly. And, just like that, we were gone.
If you think about it, there are soooo many things that pass us by everyday without us noticing. The possibilities for connecting with people come and go throughout the day. Without some way of communication, like our cell phones, we would have never have known that we were that close to each other on the freeway. We didn’t see each other, but I felt a tinge of recognition as we passed each other at the Rengstorff Avenue exit. However fleeting, it was a moment worth cherishing, as were the moments that I spent earlier in the evening with Jared, David, and Howard.