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Memories of Mac
My freshman roommate was a remarkable guy. The first week of school, Mac and I drove out to a mixer at Wellesley. We had barely gotten in the door when Mac pulled me aside. “See that girl?” he said. I certainly did. She was a dark-haired beauty in a leather miniskirt, drinking a margarita out of a beer mug. “That’s the girl I’m going to marry.” Naturally, I laughed in his face.On our way home, Mac was quiet. Clearly, the man was stricken. We stopped at a pancake house, where I noticed a cute waitress. I was about to point her out to Mac when he turned to me and whispered, “See that waitress? That’s the girl I’m going to marry.”
I was to hear that line countless times down through the next four years. Rare was the woman Mac didn’t vow to marry - probably a thousand in all.
And the funny thing is, he did end up marrying about five hundred of them. so I guess you could say he was no different than the rest of us: part liar, part truth-man.
February 22nd, 2007 17:28
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