Chapter 9 "Beyond the Band"
The 1010 lived on in spirit embodied by
those of us that experienced our youthful first fruits. We touched many
lives invigorated by the love and passion we first knew in the 1010. To
this day when the clock reads ten minutes after ten, many people recall the
spirit of the 1010.
is one of those people. In the afterglow of the 1010, it was common to
find many of us assembled making music, singing, and enjoying the company of
friends. One memorable night a number of us were together in my
basement bedroom enjoying music and fellowship when the doorbell rang.
I went to the door to greet Bill Garvey. Bill and Al were classmates
at the newly established college of DuPage. Or as Al
liked to refer to it…. The college of "do pah shay". Bill was
here to deliver a term paper to Al that he helped him write.
the unexpected appearance of Bill Garvey at
my door, I briefly wondered if I should simply receive his delivery or
invite him to join my friends in my room.
Though I didn’t know him well, Bill
Garvey was my age and attended Hinsdale High School. He was a big guy who
tried his best to fit in. He was adopted by a wealthy Hinsdale family and I
felt sorry for him that he didn’t grow up with his birth parents. Bill appeared at my door
dressed conservatively wearing slacks, and oxford
shirt, and trench coat.
invited Bill downstairs to join the others having confidence that my loving
friends would graciously welcome him to their fellowship.
come on in.” I said as I led Bill to my room where he was warmly
welcomed with hardy handshakes and smiles from
all those present.
My heart was warmed by the way my
friends quite predictably welcomed Bill Garvey. That night, something
wonderful happened that changed Bill Garvey forever. He was accepted into a
circle of loving peers he had previously admired only from a distance. His
confidence was bolstered and he soon became an irreplaceable fixture in the
growing landscape of the friends of the 1010.
Another example of the infectious love
these guys had was their effect on Pete Sip. Pete was a few year
older than we were and seemed to be socially displaced, floating around
without a “home”. A skinny, little guy with a twitch in his left
eye, half a generation removed, Pete proudly displayed his sole identity
to “hipness” in the form of a Peter, Paul, and Mary button pinned to his
red and black checked wool coat.
Pete wandered into our lives and was
instantly received with the sincere hardy handshake of 1010 fellowship
wherein he flourished. He was soon transformed into a confident, fun
loving, bicyclist where his slight form and love of mechanics soon brought
him employment at the Hartly Bicycle Shop.
Time after time I witnessed similar
examples of people greatly encouraged when encountering the loving
fellowship of these guys. The spirit of the 1010 had a life of it’s own and
remains infectious to this day.
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