Chicago Bound

Fun in the Sun

During the high school years in which I came to know Cindy, the description of Cindy that came immediately was that of Cindy The-Somewhat-Deranged. Especially during her alien years, pondering her origins as a child beyond the stars. If you look throughout the Yearbook, you get a very different impression. Maybe it's the fact she was in the orchestra, played softball, part of the yearbook committee, as well as a million other extra curricular activites that seem to demand the very best in time management skills.

Cindy and her man, Justin. Why did I end up in this picture anyway?

I recall first meeting Cindy in the confines of history class. Recall her being somewhat distanced from the class, but then I spent most of my time locked up in Mr. Stern's lecture trying to get the sun to shine off my desk into Ben's face (I wasn't, and probably still am not, the nicest human being). The class came and went, and nothing too much came of it all (I once relayed this story to Cindy, who promptly told me that I was making it up since she couldn't remember). It wasn't 'till later on during Junior Year, when myself and Anna and Linda would hang around after having worked on Sing!, when Cindy was one of Linda's friends that dropped by every now and then. Somehow we all started hanging out a bit, doing some work for Sing!, drawing with chalk on the sidewalk of Stuy Park, seeing Shakespere in the Park over summer, as well as a few other things. Senior year, when she wasn't at her many activities, she'd hang in the park or hang at the wall with us, or partake of the many ill fated movie trips.

Cindy waitressing for (gasp!) fun

It's been a long time since those Stuy days, and last I heard those times have passed. I've only managed to catch bits and pieces of how Cindy is doing. The last time was the ill-fated Spring Break trip of 1997, and my memory of that occasion is somewhat hazy. The good parts are obscured, and the bad parts I've worked very hard to repress. But Cindy seemed quite the fine as always. Happy with her man, busy on the track to medical school (although I never found out, I'm betting that's where she is right now), and making knockout mice in the lab. One of these days I'll find out where she dissappearred to.