The Waynesboro Three

I remember the Waynesboro boys as three of only six black guys in Cone Hall at Georgia Southern College during my freshman year in the early eighties.  They were tough,  country dudes with whom I became close friends. We played pick-up basketball together in the old gym or behind one of the male dorms before hitting the books after class or killing time on the weekends.  I liked how my newfound buddies and I debated the future of a new type of music called Rap, with no idea how it would one day impact the world!  We even connected with our white neighbors from places like Lawrenceville,  Marietta, and Dallas,  Georgia.  The six of us joined them once on a hot Saturday night in a massive patty raid across campus.  Only one of the three hung around to graduate.  Henderson,  the toughest of the trio,  took a job in a warehouse in his hometown after his Freshman year. Gabe,  the lady's man,  relocated to Philadelphia to become a boxer at the end of three semesters.  I'll never forget those outstanding men who made life fun.