July 13, 1994 – Wednesday – 7:12 p.m.

I don’t know where to begin.  So much has happened since my last entry.

Yesterday we went tubing, but then it began to rain.  I found out there was a movie theater in Franklin, a city about 30 miles away.  Jonathan said I could take his car and go.  He wanted to stay and talk to some of the girls from the youth group.  I met a few of them, but everyone I met has been a hypocrite.

The girls who were next to us were very sweet.  They were always smiling at me and staring at me.  They even took some pictures of me.

It feels good when someone notices you.

But they left this morning.

Anyway, I took Jonathan’s car out to find a movie theater in a city I’ve never been 30 miles away.  I didn’t know what movies were playing either.  And Jonathan’s car is very hard to drive.  It’s like you have no control over it.

But I made it to Franklin.  I stopped at a motel to ask for directions and they told me and also pointed out that my tire was going flat.  I took the car to a gas station and put air in the tire, then I found the movie theater.

I wanted to see Forrest Gump, but the only movies playing were I Love Trouble, Wyatt Earp, and The Lion King.

It was 5:05 p.m.  I was going to see Wyatt Earp, but that didn’t start until 7:30 p.m.  So, guess what I went to go see?  You’re right; The Lion King for the third time.

It is the most perfect movie.  It helps me realize why I am here in the world.

After the movie I went to the car, only to discover Jonathan’s battery had died.  I stopped two pretty college girls to help jump me off.  They did and I drove back to Bryson City, happy beyond my wildest imagination.


I was out alone in a strange car I wasn’t used to, going over mountains and through valleys to find a movie theater in a city I had never been to before.

And, you know what, I did it.

I had to ask for directions, I almost had a flat tire, and the car battery died, but you know what, I made it!  And throughout my upcoming years at college, as I try to make it in a strange land, with a variety of obstacles coming my way, I too will make it.

And in the end, just like Simba, I will be the king I was meant to be.

July 4, 1994 – Monday – 11:30 p.m.

The 4th of July is over.  This day will never happen again.  Something happened that I will be faced with again.  My brother will make me face it.

The plans did not go awry.  This is what happened and part of what I tell you now I did not know at the time.  I learned this from my mom later.

After I was dropped off at Sally’s, mom went back to Riverbirch to pick up Henry, but found out that he had to stay there.  She went to get Kevin from McDonald’s.  Kevin asked where I was.

“At a friend’s house,” she said.

“What is he going to do?” he asked.

“Why do you need to know everything?” she said.

Now don’t ask me why she is saying this, I was shocked when she told me.

Kevin said, “He’s with Jenna and Tenielle, isn’t he?”

She said yes and then told them what our plans were, to see The Lion King, etc.

“Did he tell you not to tell me?”

Mom said no, which was the truth and then Kevin said, “Well, I’m going to have to have a talk with him.”

I didn’t know about this conversation until mom brought me over to the kid’s house in Bonlee where I am now.  I have to watch them tomorrow night too.

So mom brought Kevin to Sally’s picked us all up and drove us over to the cinema.  Kevin told me that we had to talk.  I said okay.

Whenever Jenna and I were making plans, I told them that Kevin would probably join us…and I even called Marcus to find out what time he got off work, but it wasn’t until 8:00 p.m.

Well, I enjoyed the movie much better the second time.  Simba really does remind me of myself.  After it was over, mom picked us up and we all went to Riverbirch.

Scott showed up.  I talked with him.  He’s okay and he is still going to Deep Creek.

Jenna and I walked around alone together.  We did crazy stuff.  She held onto my arm at times and we were so close while we walked that our shoulders touched.  We even went to the grocery store to buy some Grey Poupon and went around offering it to people in a British accent, “Pardon me, would you like some Grey Poupon?”  Ah, too funny.

We spent about an hour together.  The little stuff we did to pass the time is simply too wonderful to put into words.

We watched the fireworks together.  Then Kevin and Tenielle found us and we all listened to the band that was playing together.

Then, while standing next to Jenna, it all hit me.  These days here may very well be the best days I have ever known.  And once they are over I will not be able to relive what is in the past.  Jenna saw the look on my face.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

“Retrospect.”  I said.

I told her I would explain it to her some other day.  They had to leave.  I hugged her.

They went home.

I went home.

Kevin said he wanted to talk to me tonight, but I had to come to Bonlee to watch the boys.

The 4th of July, 1994.

Will I be with Jenna on the 4th of July in 1995?

Or will I see beautiful fireworks with someone else? 




June 24, 1994 – Friday – 10:40 p.m.

Well, there it is!

Orientation is over!

I got back about an hour ago.

My room assignment is 205 McAlister Hall with a guy named Devin.  I haven’t met him yet, but I gave him a call and it turns out he is at Lees-McRae for Summer Theater.  I talked to his mom and she will tell him I called.  He is from Virginia.

Today went well, but it was short.  A lot of pretty girls will be Freshmen next year; that’s for sure!  I met a guy named Jason.  We ate lunch together and he’ll be in the same dorm as me.  The room is small, but I know I can make it my home.

My home.  I felt it.

I didn’t feel out of place.

New people to meet.  New teachers to get used to.  Dude!

I did see The Lion King today.  Simba reminded me of myself.  It is time for me to go off and be me.  Thank you Jesus!

But before Lees-McRae begins there are still 64 days of right here.

Scott said he will probably be able to go to Deep Creek, but Joel can’t make it.

It looks like it will only be five of us this time.  There were eight of us last summer.  Has it already been a year since I first met Emily?  I wonder if she’ll ever write me back?

Fishnet is right before Deep Creek; only about 12 days away.

And when I get back from Deep Creek, I’ll only have 42 days left!