I last saw Marcus back in the original disco era of 1978 when Earth, Wind and Fire were at their peak, when John Travolta was not a serious actor and when Argentina won their first World Cup.
A year older than me, he left my primary school and headed to a different high school and we sort of ‘found’ each other on social media some years back.
We share a common love for football (that’s soccer for some people across the pond) and in particular, the same great team, Liverpool FC.
So it was quite a surreal reunion in upstate New York, in Cornwall which lies on the banks of the Hudson River, where Marcus lives with his two kids, Madi and Max. Madi a cool switched on teenager and Max a mathematical genius who can complete a Rubik’s Cube in under 15 seconds.
Our time with Marcus, listening to his talented piano playing and laughing uncontrollably while we played card games until the early hours, was another example of how you can travel many miles, over many years, and if you take some risks, here and there, you get to meet fabulous people. After all, he could have been hosting 3 crazies…..well now Marcus knows the truth, we are only as crazy as his gang 🙂