A little something about a really nice guy I once knew.
I have written about him in my It’s All In The Smile. He was my version of falling in love. He just came back into my thoughts again and I couldn’t help but wonder some things about him.
For six months straight he was in my life, half a year folks. He often spoke about how he was always taken advantage of because he was too nice. I saw how some people took advantage of just how lenient he was with them. He wasn’t a demanding guy; all he asked for was his students to do the work. The work was not difficult to say the least.
I loved going to his class because he always had some kind of life lesson to teach us. If wasn’t a life lesson it was a discussion of food. Eventually with all the talks of food we all got hungry. He was kind enough to go out and buy us drinks or food for us. He had a ton of different projects going on in his life and it really wore him out. But, he was working towards a dream that he had for himself and there is nothing to be ashamed of for that. The thought of just how hard he was working just makes me aspire to get to the point to where I am determined more than ever to work for my dream.
He knew some much about music and his own theories on different topics. When he would bring in his bass in class and play it for us, I was drawn in. I loved watching him play because I can see the passion flow right through him into the music. He was always very modest about his skill but I thought he was great.
He was the type of guy that just got along with everyone. It was very difficult not to get along with the man. As I have mentioned before, he has one amazing smile. The kind you just have to smile back to. He had a boyish nature to him. It was playful and full of life. It made you want to go back to having that energy and how the world was such a wonderful place. Going back on some old audio files I had for a project I did for his class I listen to him laugh. It is a sweet and very likeable laugh.
The times that we shared were we talked will forever be ingrained in my mind. I miss those times we would converse. I knew that after I left school that he would be someone that I would grow to miss more as time passed on. Six months of my life he made my day. For six months he made me smile and for each time we saw each other I have a memory that I can write about. I wonder where he is now, what is he up to? How is he doing? I wish him nothing but the best in the world because he truly deserves nothing but the best in this world.
I started to think about him again last night after I went to a book reading/signing. The author is from Pasadena, a place where he grew up, and one of her characters in the book she was reading from reminded me of him. Thanks to the man who enlightened not only my life but the lives of all his students that he has touched. I shall miss you always.
