August 5th, 2008

The Zombie

A Long Time Ago, In A Galaxy Far, Far Away...

August 4 -  Hey there!  I'm writing to you from my "luxurious" hotel room in St. Paul, Minnesota!  Why?  Because The WOMP Staff and I have embarked on what we're calling...

STAR WARS TREK '08

Yes, for whatever reason, the two of us have set out to have a series of Star Wars themed experiences over the next couple of days.  Actually, most of today was spent just getting to St. Paul (including a stretch of driving through a hail storm).  Other than that, um...I guess we didn't really do anything "Star Warsy."  Oh, we hit the Mall of America, of course, which is a bit like visiting bustling Coruscant I suppose.  No, our trek really begins tomorrow morning when we go to the Science Museum of Minnesota to see the Star Wars exhibit!  Yippee!  The show compares and contrasts the science fiction of the Star Wars Universe with the science fact of our world.  I think it's going to be lots of fun...but we really have to get up early for it, so I'm going to wrap this up for now.  Oh, but I haven't revealed the "...Of The Day" theme for this month.  In fact, I'm a little hesitant to do so...but I'll bite the bullet and do it anyway.  Since last month's passing of Muriel Kubert, I have had my days at the Joe Kubert School stuck in my head.  Even though I refer to them all the time, usually in passing, I have really tried to put those events behind me.  Not because I didn't have fun, or something unspeakable happened to me, or anything like that.  I just...hmm.  I just had issues with some of it.  I spent five or six years after leaving the school explaining why I did, which burned up all desire to nostalgically revisit events from those days any further.  In past WOMP-Bloggings, I probably gave you the impression that my stint at The Kubert School was similar to six months in lock-up, but, looking back now - twenty-three years later - I'd say that, as a whole, my experiences there were at least 98% positive (and how many other people can say that about their college days?).  I met great people, made great friends, and had my first really true great adventure, all of which had a great influence on the person I've become since.  I've been carrying these stories, these feelings, these people with me for nearly a quarter-century now, but I think that the death of Mrs. Kubert shook them loose because they've all begun to tumble out of me.  I've been boring co-workers, my wife, and anybody who'll listen with tales of those long ago days, so I thought it was finally time to share my memories with all of you as well.  GULP!  I hope you'll all bear with me as I give you my decades-removed impressions of my 1984 to 1985 school year in Dover, New Jersey.  I'll try to be as accurate as my memory allows.  To help me, I've devised an Internet trick.  Assuming that everyone, from time to time, Googles their own name just to see what comes up (c'mon, admit it), I am going to post the names of my Kubert School classmates each night, hoping that they might contact me.  This is, I know, a very iffy proposition.  I may not like to hear what they might say as they recall my 18/19-year-old self, but, well...like I said, it's been many, many years since those days, so I think it's about time to do this while it's still possible.  We've already lost at least one classmate, the legendary letterer, Bill Oakley.  Shouldn't we all - and by "we all," I really mean "me" - finally talk about the good, bad, and ugly of being an XQB now that life-experience can provide perspective and before we forget everything because it's too far in the past?  I don't know...but I'm going to do it anyway.  To kick it all off, here are your first John's Joe Kubert School Classmates of The Day for - August 1 - Christopher LaForce, August 2 - Dan Lietha, August 3 - Terry Lee Schayes, and August 4 - John Pirtel!