"Just because you don't sit by the window anymore, doesn't mean I don't
have my eye on you." These words are those of the illustrious Janitor "Flip,"
spoken to me on the first day of my senior year of high school, when for the
first time in three years I would sit down to a Dublin Scioto High School lunch
without my usual compatriots. His words brought me bitter sweet emotions of
countless fond memories, and yet the realization that the coming year would
not be at all like the others. Yes, I can honestly say I have never had more
entertaining, enjoyable, and just plain emotional dining company in my life
thus far. We became the best of friends around the lunch table. From the first
meals at band camp freshmen year, to ditching Kevin Foley's government class
as a senior, The Lunch Table was always a guaranteed laugh and smile. Believe
me when I say the entire spectrum of human emotions was experienced around that
hallowed table. We laughed, we cried, then we laughed some more. It was a daily
reminder that there was some good in this world, and man, how we found it there.
We approached life with a "who really gives one, balls to the wall"
attitude. We took life by the horns, and just freaking broke the cows neck.
Some people looked down on us, but in the end, we weren't the suckers with the
spitballs in our eyes, and the pretzels in our hair. That all said, the lunch
table has always been more than just a big board with circular seating on either
side. It represented a bond, a loyalty, a friendship that permeated all races,
religions, penis sizes, female preferences, and keyloid growth rates. You can
see it in the beautiful simplicity of our name, The Lunch Table. It's just what
we were. It required no thought, no extra effort to create, it just was. And
while other groups of friends will wither and die with time, the friendships
and spirit of the lunch table will always live on in some form. The goal of
this site is to do just that.. and for all you other bastards to see just what
you've missed out on growing up without a bottomless, ice filled, Pepsi cup
in hand.
-Brokaw