That’s the subject of a fun profile of me and my college pal Tom Gillespie, in the Fall issue of Kent State Magazine.
I particularly enjoyed the opening:
Ask David Murray, BA ’91, and Tom Gillespie, BASc ’92, what they thought of one another when they met as first-year students at Kent State University’s Van Campen Hall in 1988, and you’ll get very different answers.
Murray swears that—in the way water repels oil—he and Gillespie just didn’t mix. He says he found Gillespie cocky and annoying, someone who constantly got on his last nerve.
Gillespie, who had transferred to Kent State later in the year, says he knew immediately—without a hint of a doubt—that he and Murray were best friends. His only gripe about Murray? That several months into meeting one another, Murray wouldn’t lend his car to Gillespie so that he could purchase Billy Joel concert tickets.
“I was like, ‘You don’t get it,’” Gillespie recalls telling Murray. “‘You’re my best friend and I’m your best friend. When I ask you for something and it’s important to me, you do it. That’s how this works.’”
According to Murray, “He was a reckless bastard, and I didn’t trust him with my car. What can I say?”
If you’re inclined, read on.
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