So right after class got out, went out to Cliff Coon's memorial service in Fremont. It was beautiful the church was absolutely full. The stories told were very cool. Cliff was a rocket scientist (no joke) in Livermore, had 6 kids and was one of those people who was very good at mind puzzles and chess and those sort of things. He was very humble, quiet, and loved to spent one-on-one time with people. My childhood friend Ian gave a few words about a time when he and his cousin wanted to camp out in the backyard and his "Grandaddy" went to the windows and spooked them with creepy noises. He was very close to his grandfather. I remember going over there with him after church some Sundays and we couldn't have grilled cheese sandwiches. The way they sounded, made him think they were girly. (Girl-cheese). So we had boy-cheese sandwiches. But I remember his grandfather and the relationship they had. I hope he and his family recover from such a loss.
Now seeing Ian after 4 years was really weird. When we were growing up, I was always taller than he. But now he is so much taller than I am and is probably thinner than I am. Just weird. I had to ask him when he grew up and he was shocked on how much I had grown up too. We met when we were both 7, so its weird now that we are both 18. He a senior in hs and me a freshman in college. So he gave me a big hug and I got his email finally. So wOOt for that.
Parts of today were really hard for me, because I am not one to show my emotions at all about anything, and being in the heavy atmosphere of grieving, it was just hard. I don't know how to explain it. And I have been struggling with a few decisions lately, so in whatever form, keep me in mind plzty.