Since we were into different sports & he was a communications major & I was undecided, we ended up not having any classes together, and we didn’t really spend much time together other than sleeping in the same room. I was from Chicago so being at an exclusive New England private school, we were both far from home. I can usually turn on the charm & get a girl if I play my cards right. I’m about 5′, 9″, 150 lbs., strawberry blonde hair, tight & muscled. Myself, I’m no slouch in the looks department. I’m straight, but I can see that Mitch could get any girl he wanted with his chiseled good looks & athletic build. He was about 6′, 1″, 180 lbs., jet black hair, blue eyes, square chin, almost good looking enough to be a model.
On that first day, he threw his suitcase on the bed, stretched out his hand, grasped mine firmly & introduced himself. On top of that we both liked to throw back a few cold ones on the weekend. We’re both jocks, but we take our school seriously because although we like sports, neither one of us is going to make that our profession.
I was into lacrosse myself.īut when Mitch came through the door & introduced himself I knew we’d get along. Hockey was ok to watch, but I’d never played it. Like all Canadians, he was into hockey in a big way. My parents had just dropped me off & got me settled in when the door swung open & I met my new roommate. We were assigned to each other our freshman year.
