Dan Head
I only recently realized that I hadn't seen any posts from an old friend, Dan Head, in a while on Facebook, so I went to his profile to see what was up. There I found out that he'd passed away on August 14th in Eugene, Oregon.
Here's a post I put on his page for any of his online friends to see...
Oh, I'm so sorry to hear of Dan's passing. I only just saw this now, when I went to look at why I didn't recall seeing any of Dan's posts for a few months.
Dan and I were friends since elementary school in Waldport, when, though he was a year older than me, we played on the same little league baseball team.
In Junior High we had art class together. One of those classes without the usual lectures and tests and school work, giving us students lots of time to visit and chit chat and goof off together. We were in the same in-class social group there. The teacher usually let students pick music to play while the class worked and I remember Dan usually picked Ted Nugent's "Intensities in Ten Cities," though I wasn't into that sort of music yet.
I still remember a particular painting he did in class, three silver globes clustered together, floating over some kind of landscape.
In high school we fell into the same social group again, a bunch of us hanging out every morning before class in either the counselor's office, with its round table and office-style swivel chairs, or if he had a meeting, in the home-ec room. Talking about inane teenage stuff, but as a group of book loving teens, often working in a lot of puns and wordplay into our discussions. For a couple of years we had a game where one person would pound the table and say a general subject and we'd spend all day trying to make our puns fit the subject (e.g. "birds" would be an emu-sing day...)
While most of our group likes fantasy, swords & sorcery books, Dan and I were the only ones who enjoyed John Norman's "Gor" series beyond the first book. Both of us read all twenty plus books available then, and everyone else considered us a bit sick for that.
Being a year apart, we didn't have many classes together, just a few electives, but they were fun for socializing. Classes like TV Production were like junior high art, not very structured and much of the work was done outside class hours, so in class every day was social hour to visit, discuss books, discuss music and all that...
We were both in the small school Games Club that met a couple of times a month to play war games, either in school or at our teacher's house to play games like Diplomacy, Russian Campaign, Squad Leader and so forth. Lots of fun, lots of socializing. Mostly it was the same group of us that met in the mornings, but with a few younger guys as well.
Some of our discussions, especially about a particular H.P. Lovecraft story we both liked have had life-long effects on me. Talking to Dan back then, at 14 years old convinced me to basically reject religious belief altogether. Though I'm not sure any of us actually knew much of atheism them, except as something portrayed as evil and communist, which we weren't. But that's relieved quite a burden off me for decades.
I think the last time I can remember seeing Dan must've been around 1988, when a large group of our social circle were back in Waldport for holidays or summer or something, and we got together with a former teacher to play games. We stayed up late into the night, playing a board game, chowing down Diane's Nacho Cheese tortilla chips, guzzling soda, talking, visiting and laughing.
Life was already taking us all in different directions. But it's a good memory.
Just for reference, here's the profile picture he set on Facebook at some point in the last couple of years... It's not my photo, of course, so no credit to me.
