Disconnected : A Vow to Nate
By Pamela Lester
Today, I was browsing on our church app and somehow I got connected to Facebook. I never go on Facebook because of all of the gossip, mess and unnecessary information that is put out there. So I never post, comment or accept friend requests, as I just occasionally look at my family‘s pictures on their pages.
Well today after I was connected to Facebook I saw a notice from one of my high school alumni that stated “It is with heartfelt sympathy that I share news of the passing of a dear friend, Orr Spartan, Nathaniel ‘Nate’ Washington, class of 1973”. I was devastated. Nate was one of me and my husband’s dearest friends for over 40 plus years. I last saw him at my 40th year class reunion in 2015. My husband and I both were saddened and in disbelief. Not only because Nate had passed away, but that no one called or tried to contact us. His home going service was May 6, 2017 at Rezin Orr High School on Pulaski and Chicago Avenue and I missed paying my last respects because I’m disconnected from Facebook. I immediately called the one girlfriend that I do keep in touch with to see if she knew. She stated that it was all over Facebook, yet folks forget that not everyone is a social media junkie.
We live in a day and time where social media is a way of life. The “Old Schoolers” have adapted to the way the youth of this day choose to communicate. I would have appreciated a call from some of my classmates informing me that my dear friend had died. I feel like an outsider because I choose not to spend my time on Facebook. I have better things to do than post pictures of what I ate for lunch or gossip and comment about the lies other folks are telling. No one calls anyone anymore. Nowadays we have to find out everything from Facebook, Twitter and other social media outlets. How can a society that so connected via modern technology and so infatuated with electrical gadgets be so disconnected from physical interaction and personal companionship?
“Everyone is having an affair with their phones and cheating on their spouses with computers that we don’t even have time for human relationships anymore”. – Pam Lester
Today I’m grieving, as I mourn the loss of my dear friend Nate. I vowed to my girlfriend that I would keep in touch more often than I do. But now I make a vow to Nate as well. I vow that I will check on Facebook at least once a week to keep up with what’s going on and if nothing else, to find out who died. I guess I’m just venting, still trying to find someone to blame this on and trying to find fault with everyone who’s on Facebook who don’t call folks anymore. But I can’t find anyone to blame but myself. I thank God that my church now has an app and Pastor Epting saw the need for our church to stay connected. So, I’m going to go with the flow and get connected because I realized that even God is on Facebook.
Y’all pray for me, but not on Facebook. Signed: Pamela Lester