I had a completely different idea in mind for today’s slice.
And then Luke Perry died.
A colleague came into my room this afternoon and asked if I’d heard. I hadn’t….because I was teaching. When my kids went to music class, a quick Internet search had me in tears.
Luke Perry, aka Dylan McKay, was my first serious imaginary boyfriend. I believe this meme (or is this a gif?) sums it up nicely:
When I was younger, I loved Luke Perry. That greaser-style hair, the scar above his eyebrow, the broody look- that is the stuff teen hunks are made of. It is entirely possible that I used to cut out pictures of him from teen magazines and put them in a photo album. And by “entirely possible” I mean I definitely did it and here is proof:
In the 90s we called this art.
Not only did I feel like a little piece of my teenage heart broke into pieces, but I also was so sad that he died from a massive stroke. My dad suffered several strokes as a result of complications from his brain cancer, and I know how terrible it is to see a loved on in that condition.
There are so many things that are difficult about being an adult, and it is comforting to recall childhood memories and watch old reruns of simpler times….although 90210 served up plenty of drama and gave me completely unrealistic expectations of what high school would be like, it was a way to escape from life for a while. I’ll never be able to watch the show again without thinking about dear Luke Perry and wondering if his fiancé and children are okay and how the rest of the cast is feeling about his death.
Rest in peaceful slumber, sweet Luke. You were the best imaginary boyfriend a teenage girl could ask for.