More Reminiscing....

I think part of the reason I can't sleep is because of all the memories I have floating around in my head after reading my journals this weekend (at least some of them...I know i have more somewhere just can't find them yet...my house still has so many unpacked boxes from the move last year)

Mostly the memories floating around are of Liam and the Williamsons. I really loved that family. Their mom was an angel to me. She would invite me to stay with them for dinner (according to my journal she invited me once so that the boys would behave and she could have conversation with another female). She taught me voice lessons for awhile. She never forbade me to come to their house ever. She never treated me like a nuisance (and believe me, I'm sure I was...I used to go over there so often it was a 2nd house). She was like a 2nd mother to me. She gave me my first bottle of perfume after Hello Dolly. White Shoulders. I still wear it and think of her. I miss her so much.

And those boys. Let me tell you. There were none like those Williamson boys. I fell in love with all of them. Not in any romantic sense (altho I did secretly crush on all of them at one time or another....I even used to think I would end up marrying one of them....most prolly Liam) They were something special to me. Brothers but so much better. I could talk to each of them pretty much about anything. And they respected me.

There were many times I would be down in their basement with Liam. I remember once in particular. He would flirt with me and make sexual innuendo and I would just laugh. I mean, I was never the girl that guys asked out or anything. I was everyone's friend. But if I had a bf in high school it prolly would have been Liam. He was so infuriating but so brilliant at the same time.

I had a falling out with some friends in senior year. Regarding Liam. One friend in particular thought I was getting mixed up in all the things he was doing. I wasn't. But I was seeing the world thru different eyes. He introduced me to so many new and wonderful things...actually he and Ian. Were it not for them I wouldn't have been introduced to half the music I listen to now (including and especially Rush). I remember once I went over there and mentioned I liked Metallica. I was so young. The only Metallica I had ever heard was "One" from "and justice for all" Liam looked at me incredulously "YOU like METALLICA?" "yeah" ... that's when he pratically dragged me down to the basement and played all the older Metallica he had...even made me a tape of Metallica on one side and Megadeath on the other. I prolly have it somewhere still.

There was a time when I got mad at Liam. I don't remember what for. I didn't talk to him for almost 6 months. But I still loved his family so much I would go over anyway....only this time to visit with Ian. or their mom. Ian was another brilliant person. He played drums mostly, but he also played piano and sang like a god. I loved his voice. (And apparently played bass too...since that's what he does now with Capitol Cities) And he was so smart. All those boys were. I think it came from growing up in a house without television. I remember the first time I went over there and Liam told me that. I was gabberflasted. How could you live without TV?!?! But they did, and they were all better for it. Thanks to their mom.

Cuz I didn't like their dad. I don't think anyone did. He was superintendent of schools back then. He was a horrible father imho. I don't have any specific incidences thank god because most of the time I would go over he wouldn't be there. I just remember that the air in the house would change the minute he walked in the door.

And let's not forget Evan. I didn't get to know him as well as the other 2. he was younger. Ian used to treat him horrible...as an older brother to a younger one I suppose. I imagine Liam was horrible to Ian when I wasn't there. He was a cutie. This is going to come out wrong, but I remember how amazed I was that he was so "normal" with his being deaf and all. He was actually prolly the most "mainstream" of those Williamson boys.

I don't remember why I stopped hanging around them and lost touch. Maybe it was because of Harley. He didn't like them and we ended up being quite an item for awhile. After Harley my life went pretty crazy for quite a few years. Moving from friend's house to friend's house in Detroit. I didn't talk to my own family for months. I lost touch with alot of people then.

I saw Liam once. Around 1998. I was working at 7-11 on Biddle in Wyandotte and he walked in with some chick. He was wearing eyeliner and mascara and had black nail polish on. But he pretty much looked the same. We chatted for a bit and then he left. I don't know why we didn't exchange numbers or anything. I haven't seen him since then.

Kevin and I talk about him every once in awhile. My husband actually used to hang out with him, and Marc Bourassa and Mason Baker. I've told him how important those Williamsons were to me. He understands. I've often told Kevin that if I knew him back then I prolly wouldn't have liked him or hung out with him....but then I think about Liam...and I prolly would have.

We're supposed to get together this week with Ian and his fiance Michelle. I love her. She's gotta be something special to get to marry into that family.

Wow! I don't know if i feel better after all this. Remembering them made me kinda homesick and melancholy. I forgot how much they really meant to me. Besides the "dreamers" (and you know who you are) they were prolly the most influential in helping me be who I am today.

And in case you're wondering...Ian is the boy in the previous blogs. I think I'm brave enough to admit that now.