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Are there many people 50+ here? I am looking for someone from years ago

I’m looking for people to help me find someone that lived in the Georgetown, Lexington, or around those areas in Kentucky in 1987.
His name was Joe. He was 15 and his last name started with an S, I think.
I was 17 and I met him on a trip to Kings Island with First Church of God in Georgetown. We got separated from the rest of the group, but he and I ran around together from that morning until 11pm, closing time. I was thankful that I got to spend that day with him. The next morning, at the church….he gave me his address. When I got back to Indiana which was where I lived…I neglected to write right away and I lost his information. 36 years later and I still think about that day.
The time that I spent there was a bit traumatic as the friend I stayed with was not a good friend and her parents all thought I ditched her at Kings Island, which was not the case. It happened by accident.
Anyway, prior to church the day after Kings Island, I was screamed at by the friend and the parents allowed her to act this way. The mother yelled at me too. It was so traumatic for me as I was several hours from home and she told me I needed to leave. It was awful. I’d never been treated so poorly as a guest in someone’s home. We get to the church where Joe was waiting for me. I remember hugging him and telling him what happened and that they were making me leave. I felt like he was the only one I could turn to at that time. I was also a little bit angry because if I had stayed for a few more days I would have gotten to know him better.
I have such a good memory of him. I’m 54 and he would be 51-52 now.
I was 17, but very young minded and naive. I still have trauma from that friend and her family.
Strange, but it’s true. It’s something that I had to have counselling for over the years because the friend was very abusive. She’d come to Indiana to stay with me in the summer and would verbally abuse me. Then she’d go home and I’d forget about it. I never told my parents what was happening. In June of 1987, I made the mistake of riding back to Kentucky with her family because she invited me to go to Kings Island with the kids from her church and it was also her birthday, I’m not sure Kings Island would have been much fun with her so I was actually thankful Joe and I got separated from them.
Anyway, I’ve looked on Facebook and Classmates.com through the schools in that area that he might have gone to, but nothing.
Just wondering if anyone has yearbooks from surrounding schools in those areas.
It’s like a needle in a haystack and I know my chances are slim, but I can try at least.
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goodlil666 · 51-55, M
Maybe see if you can find someone from that church group that my know him or if they have any church group pics you could look at.

How did you get home after they kicked you out?

Kings Island was the sh*t !! Used to have season passes.
@goodlil666 The only one that might know is the girl I was friends with. I haven’t seen or spoken to her since that happened.
The morning before church I had to call home to have them come and get me. I was crying and my older brother answered. I asked for mom and she wasn’t there. He asked,”Do you need me to come get you?” I cried yes.
Her mom drove me half way to Batesville to meet my brother.
Kings Island was always a blast. That day was the best. He and I rode on everything!!
The friend was afraid of roller coasters.🤷‍♀️ Why would you pick Kings Island for your birthday if you are afraid to ride roller coasters? I was glad I had him to hang with.
I wish I hadn’t lost his information. 🥺
goodlil666 · 51-55, M
@MissMollyCharlotte0702 you subconsciously ditched her to ride the coasters, admit it. LOL...J/K. ...I would have though.
@goodlil666 Not exactly. Joe and I were walking along and talking. I heard someone yell for him…we turned around and I asked Joe what the guy was saying. He said,”Don’t worry about it.” We kept walking and then I told him we needed to go back. We went back and they weren’t there.
We met back up at the Eiffel Tower for cake and she wouldn’t speak to me. I told her what happened and she wouldn’t listen to me. It made me angry and I told Joe,”Let’s just go.” She chose to ignore me and didn’t want to hear what happened.
I had way more fun. We rode rides, played games, ate pizza, he bought me several things. It was like we were on the best date ever.
goodlil666 · 51-55, M
@MissMollyCharlotte0702 I was just rkidding = J/K