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SHJ Issue 6
Fall 2012

And You Were Just Some Guy

by Barbara Weeks Huntington

No, I don’t remember you
We were way too high
I was just a college kid
You were just some guy

Pressed together in the sand
No future and no past
Just the ocean kissing land
No need to make it last

I don’t wonder where you are today
And I won’t even try
The thrill was just my age, the times
And you were just some guy.


SHJ Issue 6
Fall 2012

Barbara Weeks Huntington

is the mother of four grown children and grandmother of seven (the latest a very special, special-needs child with Williams Syndrome). She was briefly a civil rights worker in Mississippi, a teacher, CEO of Huntington Computing, a technical writer for Hughes Aircraft, a marketing analyst at Carter Hawley Hale Department Stores, and Director of the McNair Scholars Program; and has been the Director of the Pre-professional Health Advising Office at San Diego State University for close to twenty years.

Huntington has an MBA from UCLA and putters in her organic vegetable garden amid a labyrinth of rocks and succulents, which include rocks painted by her former students who are now in professional health schools or practicing healthcare professionals.

“...we have been born here to witness and celebrate. We wonder at our purpose for living. Our purpose
is to perceive the fantastic. Why have a universe if there is no audience?” — Ray Bradbury