I don't think the watermelon tasted as good as I remember. I guess it's a matter of how hungry you are, who you are with, and where you eat something. But to this day, I believe it was the best fruit I have ever tasted.
"Friend" is a word that was used a little more loosely in my younger years. I've always had trouble understanding people who could be friendly to your face but betray you with no apparent issue of conscience.
It was 1976 and the nation's birthday. As a crazy 20-year-old, I decided to hitchhike from Indiana to Rhode Island to see a girl I met on Spring Break. What could possibly go wrong?
