The Mills Man

I have always been very fond of firey red Honda Civics since the early 1990's. I guess you can say they conjure up many happy memories of my very young and sometimes nieve adult life. When I see them now I smile, and the thoughts of years gone by come flooding through my mind. My first encounter with the Mills Man (and I use that term loosely) was on a steaming hot August night in1989. With music drifting through the tall pine trees and down the crowded streets my friends and I were well on our way to starting our new lives. The little college town of Buies Creek had never seen the likes of us and the enthusiam we brought with us (and will probably never see it again). As we made our way to the street dances that first night we mingled with new friends that we had made earlier that day. Could others feel the excitement that we felt that night? With senses hightened, my eyes turned and immediately locked with those of another. The sparkle in his eyes was indescribable. His hair tossed to and fro in the light breeze as we approached one another. I detected a slight sense of uneasiness about him, as if he was not sure about our meeting. As I suspected, we had many commonalities with each other. The gift of gab, love of life, analyzing life situations, and most of all passion were among many things we shared. Without sounding too cliche, our ships stopped before they passed in the night. How could we have known that our chance meeting that night would have formed into a lasting relationship? Somehow that August night we made a connection that we would never fully understand until many years later. How things might have been very different for us if we had chosen a different path that night. The man I know today is not that uneasy young man I met that night. He is a confident man searching for something that will fill the void in his life. He has long since left that Little Red Honda Civic in exchange for the life that he desires. Our lives have turned and taken different paths, but we still remember the moments we shared that night as it defines the way we live our lives. Excitement. . .Enthusiasm. . .Mystery. . .Happiness. . .Love. . .Passion. . .I will always thank the Mills Man for what he gave me. . .friendship and the love of my life.