"i believe i can touch the sky
i think about it every night and day"
It was a Sunday afternoon. We were in our usual positions. I was working on homework facing the front entrance and he was sitting down, legs on the desk facing the security cameras with eyes closed. Yes, Sox park was definitely in good hands. It was just another work day, although for me it never felt like work, it felt more like I was getting paid to hang out with a good friend. John, a retired cop and I got along so well. People use to like to watch us interact because we seemed like brother & sister or as one lady said "husband & wife". That description was probably because of our playful nagging or bossing around.
On this day, "I believe I can fly" began playing on the radio and it seemed to inspire him, to move him enough to take some moments from his careful "camera screening" and start singing. He took center stage, (climbed the long oval reception desk) paying no mind to whatever he was stepping on, flapping his arms like a bird while walking to the edge of the desk, which is a little higher (meanwhile i was just laughing, it was great!!) and after warming up his wings, he took flight, yes he got about .00002 seconds air time and landed badly on one ankle! I was laughing so hard!! Yes, a small injury for his believe that he could fly. A big honor knowing that there was someone who would go to silly extremes to make me laugh!
For his enjoyment, he once punched holes in my styrofoam coffee cup and it took me awhile to notice, I thought I was just being clumsy and when I finally discovered his prank ,wow did he get a kick out of it, as did I! Before I left this job, this lady told me that he was talking about how he was going to miss me. I wasn't planning on leaving yet but I guess he figured I would since I had finished school and had gotten a full-time job. Hearing it really touched me. And the last day I worked with him, I wasn't aware it would be my last and I'm glad I didn't because it was a day just like any other. Ordinary. Perfect.
I miss those moments with him. Silence with him was golden. Although rare since I loved to talk to him and he loved to listen. I miss him.
"Some people leave footprints in our hearts and we are never the same."
And I remember him when I listen to this song or whenever I need a reason to smile.
"spread my wings and fly away
i believe i can soar
i see me running through that open door
i believe i can fly"