I was standing in Bradley Airport
not long ago
on a solo trip to Chicago

Just standing there
having the usual quick panicked look for my ticket
when toward me came a familiar form

It was Craig Trask
Classmate
Teammate
Old friend
And years far gone beyond the waning moon

He smiled his Craig Trask smile
Held out his hand and said
Long time no see pal

And an arm next to mine
thanks to the god of the muddled
and befuddled
Took it shook it and said
Hey Bob
How are things in Tampa