Answering the eternal question - "You don't work? What do you DO all day?"

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

I was chatting with a friend this evening, and somehow, through the way the conversation meandered, I found myself thinking about a guy who was in my writing program at Governor's School. We weren't close, didn't even get along all that great, and I literally hadn't though of him for years, but when I Googled him, I found that he died 5 years ago. What an odd feeling it is when you discover that someone you knew years back died, and you didn't even discover it until years later. It was 14 years ago that we were at Governor's School together, and I remember that he was the only guy in our poetry poem. And we all spent the first half of the summer wondering why he was there, because he didn't produce anything at all, good or bad. And then, one day, he just knocked our socks off. Started churning out these poems that totally floored us and just bew us all away. It was crazy. While I was looking at the web pages that mentioned him, I saw that he was a musician and even that an album was released after he died. I can't remember if he had a guitar with him that summer, I assume that he did. I just remember that he wrote a poem called "Look at me, I'm howling" that was a send up of Allen Ginsberg, and how truly impressed I was at how clever it was. Obviously it made an impression, because 14 years later, I can still remember it. And I vaguely remember getting into an argument with him over something, though I have no idea what. I think he was much cooler than me. I was still an insecure fat girl and he clearly had his act together.

So, Flynn Eckenrode, I'm sorry to read about your passing. And sorry I didn't think to look you up sooner.

5 comments:

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Grant said...

Hi. I read your comment about Flynn from G.S. My name's Grant McClintock. I actually produced the record his family & I released after he passed... if you are interested in hearing it, just shoot me your mailing addy. Thanks so much! -G.

mikawendy said...

I worked with Flynn a number of years ago, and, like you, I found out about his passing away one day when I was thinking of him and decided to Google his name. I think of him from time to time. He was a kind person, and wish I had gotten to know him a little better outside of work.

alison said...

Genevieve, Every couple of years (sometimes more, sometimes less) I Google Flynn's name to see if anyone in the world has made recent mention of him, which is how I stumbled on your blog post. I was Flynn's girlfriend during the time when he went to Governor's School with you, and he remained one of my dearest friends and favorite, favorite people throughout his (too short) life. I have many, if not all, of the poems he wrote during the summer you recall meeting him (all typed on the typewriter I gave him soon after we started "going out" as we called it then) and would be happy to send you copies of them if you'd be interested. Flynn would be truly honored to know that his words have stayed with you all these years.

Grant said...

http://soundcloud.com/flynn-eckenrodes-music

:)