THE INDESTRUCTIBLE ONE

This time of year my mind wanders back to my high school graduation.
It was the sixties, the early sixties, and we scholars were getting ready to make our mark in a turbulent era, times that were somewhat like today in fact.
One of the key ingredients in a kids makeup at that age (at least in boys) is the notion that they are indestructible, that death comes to everybody else but that they will live on no matter what. I thought so too and some of my friends shared that belief as well.
One Friday night after a football game in our senior year three of us went out in a car and on a moonlit road with a steep hill at the beginning and a steeper one leading into a curve at the end, my friend cranked his fathers Buick up to forty or fifty miles an hour then turned the headlights off just for the fun of it.
What a rush!
How stupid is that?
We survived thus reinforcing our faulted logic that we would live on no matter what.
Some times that logic fails and when it does the result is too horrible to contemplate.