October 22: Z

It's funny how you see yourself so differently than others see you. Case in point. This evening we attended the Greenfield Village Halloween event. It's cool. The kids get to dress up (last year my wife and I did too, but not this year) and they walk a trail through the village, trick-or-treating and seeing different characters and such. Well, when we first entered the park, we passed a gentleman and his family, and I noticed the guy staring at me as we passed. I looked back a second time and his eyes were still fixed on me. Then, from out of nowhere, I realized it was Dave Zauner; a guy with whom I attended high school. And, I haven't actually seen him since high school. I say "actually", because I have seen him in the media. See, Dave is the High School Basketball coach for the East Detroit Shamrocks. Thus, I've read articles about him and his team, and seen photos now and then. So, I went back and talked to him, met his family and it was a nice experience. But, getting back to the point I was making at the beginning of this blog entry, Dave was probably the best baseball player, maybe athlete in general, I've ever seen at my high school. And, while I knew him in school and through sports, in my mind, we were never really "friends", per se. I mean we never hung out beyond the walls of the school or anything. But here, the guy picks me out of a crowd of hundreds and recognizes me after 23 years. I must have made some impression, right? So, I'll say it again. It's funny how you see yourself so differently than others see you. Looking back, it would have been great if I had figured that out while I was still in high school.