Robert Reynolds:
CLASS OF 1973
Cedar Ridge High SchoolClass of 1973
Old bridge, NJ
University of Maryland - European DivisionClass of 1995
College park, MD
Memorial Elementary SchoolClass of 1969
Laurence harbor, NJ
Joseph F. Brandt Middle SchoolClass of 1968
Hoboken, NJ
Wallace Elementary SchoolClass of 1967
Hoboken, NJ
Robert's Story
How many special people change?
How many lives are living strange?
Where were you while we were getting high?
from Champagne Supernova
by Oasis
We were lost in the music
With love and lust
Looking everywhere for
Anything and everything
Hearing a sound, a beat
A heartbeat
Following something
Dreaming
And then I got married.
Remember, I knocked Lori up
Had to get married
Well, didn't have to
But did
Did the responsible thing
Her being Catholic and
Me being nervous.
I did what I had to do.
Join the military a few days
After the honeymoon
Since I really didn't
Have a job and money
And responsibility
Were key.
I left you guys sitting
At the Magic Cottage
Hanging.
Me always looking over my
Shoulder
Thinking about the
Heavenly manna of youth
That rained down upon us
And gave us food for thought.
We dreamed and swore
We'd never get married
Didn't want to be like
Our parents
Had better things to do.
At night we sat on the Cliff
That overlooked the bay and
Could see land elsewhere.
We were smoked by
Beach fires and light
Headed from cheap wine.
We floated
Defied gravity
Set new boundaries
Stretched our minds.
We were pirates
Whose ship sat
Just south of the harbor
Along Route 35.
I missed you all
But I ...Expand for more
was helpless.
I couldn't change
The fact that
Gravity had pulled
Me down
Made me into something
I didn't want to be.
After basic training
Me and the fattened wife
Moved to Mississippi
With its southern drawl
That slowed me right
Down
and time
with children
and the military.
I didn't mean to make
A career of it
4 years I'm through
I thought
But they made
Me a cliché
I couldn't refuse -
A 10 grand bonus for
Reenlisting.
At the time
Money was king and
We were it's humble
Servants
Exchanging bottles for
Macaroni and cheese with
Hot dog slices.
I took the money and
The air traffic control
Job as far as I could
Went to church
Did all the things
I thought I should.
12 years into it and
The sh*t
Came down.
The wife left the kids
With me to find herself
In another man's arms.
I wished for better days
Closed my eyes
Thought of you and that
Holy beach town
And cried.
I wanted to come home.
I wanted to hang out
At the Magic Cottage
Sit down the Cliff
Warm my hands
By the fire
My heart by your sides.
I looked at the liquid moon
And blessed you.
Now, time has created space
Between us.
My kids are grown
Have kids of their own.
And I stretch out in
My backyard at night
And let smoked memories
Creep into my heart and lungs
Holding my breath
As I watch for
Shooting stars.
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