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Morale Tshirt from Spotter Up called What We Lost

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“What We Lost”

Strong and hopeful youth believed life was awesome, they played outdoors until the streetlights went on. Summers were incredible and then somewhere in life they lost something. Baseball, surfing, skateboarding, war…can we get it back?

“In old age had we the years to live and love again let us choose the same.”

Stay hopeful, stay strong, stay cool and be bad ass. This shirt represents those who carry youth in their heart despite experiencing hardships that will mature most men.

Many great songs capture heartache and the loss of innocence however I believe The Boys of Summer is one that captures loss best. Sure the song is slick and was perhaps produced with the intention of making lots of bucks but it works regardless what we think of corporate driven rock. The synth, the guitar dolling out righteous melancholic chords, and Henley’s soft singing make this song superb for playing while cruising down the freeway before the world starts stirring. If any song richly captured atmosphere and left us with the realization that summer died and youth slipped away well this song is it.

The jangly guitar solo, the simple effective lyrics leaves us wondering about lovers now gone. Youth ends, and the people we love go away but longing continues forever. Youthful invincibility extinguishes and the burden of that knowledge is carried into maturity. Life must have loss for us to appreciate what will never come back. Penetrating thinkers, and introspective loveless romantics can likely imagine what the world looks and feels like where heroes go in Tolkien’s Undying Lands. Writers and tellers of heroic tales such as Beowulf, and King Arthur no doubt felt like us, and considered how much of the world was changing, and how they couldn’t control fate. No matter how frequently we feel loss it will alway feel like a foreign thing. Songs shared round the fireside in ancient Greece, or Saigon, Vietnam are different from each other but the longing for another time is the same.

Arthur’s men searched the ancient world for the Holy Grail and a way to end pain. Some feel that ‘future’ knowledge is a burden while others believe obtaining more of it liberates us from the past. How do we escape the past? We don’t and shouldn’t. Instead of wallowing in some deep funk when those injurious memories come, why not be grateful for those wounds? “Leave your troubles behind. Yield to the joy of living, yield to the possibility of dying, yield to the discovery of smiling and see with spirited eyes what your earthly eyes cannot see; the deepest, blackest midnights and the clearest, bluest skies; still, green blades of grass and sand the color of white wine. Live in awe.”  yes, we grow older but don’t let that dampen your spirit. We lived, we loved, and we need to STAY ENGAGED with the world. Don’t disconnect. Don’t stop living the dream in the greatest country in the world. Stay connected.

“I hope when I begin to search deep into my heart that I’ll still find youth.”~Michael Kurcina. I’m terrified sometimes to look into to the past. Simply petrified at what I’ll find; old haunts, dead friends, abandoned lovers, and too many allegorical lessons to learn. I’m a coward and I have no stomach for it. Flickering thoughts by some damaged filament delivers truth to me intermittently. I’m frozen by my memories… though I can still see the hills, can still see those lights of home, and even the door. Although I’m far away from them sometimes they are graspable in this instant but there is hesitation in returning. The thought of the rich past like a loving parent pulling me in with outstretched arms is too welcoming but there’s some dark there as well from those halcyon moments; the loss of friends, of time and innocence burned into ashes bleeds onto water. Simply having to face untrackable steps backwards to youth that run into an unmeasurable sea that drowns real memory terrifies me. What I lost, well, I’m simply not ready to go back there yet.

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