Stephen Warner:  

I guess loosing an old friend recently made me think of people I have lost contact with because of time between visits or distance. I attempted to renew some old aquaintences at our 30 th reunion and was pretty good at keeping up with a couple people for a while then drifted off again. The human condition I suppose. If you have done a search or stopped my my profile that must mean you wondered what happened to me. Well here it is. After graduation I went to Nashville, TN to attend a small Christian college named David Lipscomb. It's claim to fame is Pat Boone is an alum. I didn't last there too long because of it's strict rules and I guess my lenient parents didn't prepare me for that. I got through two years and decided I would work for a while. My first job was as a manager of a Jeans West store. I was the youngest manager in a chain of over 100 stores. I took a step up after a couple of years and went to work for a European men's clothier, Alan Abis and did a little modeling. Nashville was a big town compared to Massena and the largest city I had ever lived in. With being a big town it offered lots of opportunities of which I took no advantage. I partied for the next three years and then moved to Memphis to sell real estate. Bad timing. The developer that I worked for went into banckruptcy and I was stuck without a job, so I started waiting tables at a couple of upscale restaurants. It was lots of fun but I didn't see it going anywhere, when a friend told me he was leaving his job as the head waiter at a local tennis club and offered it to me. I jumped at it and stayed with the Racquet Club of Memphis for 4 years as Maitre' d and Assistant Food and Beverage Manager. The manager of the club liked me and was ready to recommend me to a club he had started his management career at in Texas, when I was recruited by Carnival Cruise Lines in Miami. I was hired as an Assitant Maitre'd and hated every minute I was on board the ship. Being a junior staff member has it's disadvantages. Issac, Julie and Doc were not in the slightest way related to the life a crew member leads. After weeks of nightmares, one that recurred was waking up on a table in the dining room with nothing on, during dinner, I decided it was a sign that it was time to sign off. I called the home office from San Juan and resigned, but my boss o...Expand for more