Awesome. Had a good friend in high school...Kalanuwii...he was the sweetest, nicest, most calm (and biggest) person I had ever met. I was a bit fem and seemed gay to some bullies and jocks. Kal always had my back...any time he saw me being picked on he would just walk over and stare the punks down. He never said anything to them or me when this kind of stuff went down. I'd say"thank you" after and he would wink at me, nod, and walk away. Like he just knew that it was why he was there. Such a good kid and saved me more than a few ass beatings. He was the only guy I ever met who got away with flip flops every day in high school. (Was against the dress code but Kal was so sweet and loved that nobody ever complained or called him on it.) The teachers loved him, he was just...endearing. Uncannily cool and laid back but he could block the whole damned defensive football line by himself to give the qb time to throw the ball on more than a few plays...his body was as big as his heart...made all of us feel like smurfs. I wonder what Kal is up to these days....gosh, it's been almost 27 years. I hope he is good. Such a nice guy. Got me laid more than a couple times. He would tell girls (cheerleaders mostly) that he'd heard I was hung and good at it and they would have my pants down in the parking lot after the football games either comparing my phallus to bananas and cucumbers or impailing themselves on me or trying to swallow it in front of EVERYONE. Whores...lol. Whenever he would see me gettin some he would do the same damn thing, wink at me, nod, smile, and walk away. It made him proud to get ME laid. What a great guy.Damn fine memories. Thank you. Sorry for all the personal shit. It's not often I have such clear memories. Damn gettin old sucks...but those memories. High school in the 1990's was as intense as it was comfortable and perfect. Miss that shit. Hard.
