Coming out of small high schools in central Illinois, we both chose to spurn our commitments to four year colleges so we could get immediate stage time at a highly respected two year private college. As a theater school, Lincoln College has a great reputation. I went there because they gave me a scholarship and because I felt I had a good chance of getting cast in their mainstage productions immediately.
It was there that I met Mike. I've known him for 15 years now. In those years we've done numerous plays and improv shows together. He's now living in LA, but his family lives in Lincoln, so we still manage to keep up our Christmas holiday tradition.
We seem to always go to the Bonanza Steakhouse at the edge of town and we partake in some truly mediocre, unsatisfactory and barely edible entrees.
But, of course, it's not about the food. It's about getting together and reconnecting. Mike's wife Melissa, his 15 month daughter, Gracie and my girlfriend Jeannie joined us this time around.
Afterward we wandered over to Lincoln College and met up with our friend and former director Jerry Dellinger.
The rest of the day is confusing. Neither Mike or I really understand what is going on, but we've been told the school is giving us (and a list of other alumni) an award. We're not sure what it's for and we're not sure why. We just know that....well....we don't really understand any of it.
We went to the school and filmed an interview for our vague and ambiguous award. The interview lasted three hours and we're none the wiser about our enigmatic achievement.
As always though, it was great to see Mike and Melissa and Gracie. If ever there was anyone who deserved some kind of award, for some kind of achievement, in some kind of city, at some kind of time, in some sort of fashion. in some kind of year....
...ahh, you get the picture.
After going to Lincoln, Jeannie and I drove over to my parents in Decatur.
Jeannie tried to model her new coat for my brother, but he wouldn't have any of it.