What a wonderful day, yesterday! We'd set up this reunion a few weeks ago and the time couldn't fly by fast enough for either of us! We were going to see my "big sister" from nursing school (Methodist Hospital - Philadelphia c. 1961-2) and Lar's best friend from high school (Lincoln High - Philadelphia) for the first time in probably 35 or more years. I mean to tell you - we were so excited.True to the spirit of good friends, the minute they drove up to the house at about 1700 hours we picked up the conversation as if we had left the room for a minute. Isn't it wonderful what the spirit and the heart can do to overcome that crazy concept of time?
We talked and caught up, had dinner, sat outside and talked more, shared pictures and memories, and before we knew it 7 hours had slipped by. And we simply did not want them to leave. I think we both had the fear it would time warp into another 35 years and we wouldn't be here in time for the next reunion!
I think I might love the magical thing of friendship more than most any gift God bestows. It reaches across miles and time and surmounts any hardship. Say it outloud "Friendship" and it gives a golden glow on the darkest day.
These two boys spent so many happy hours together during their teens - at McFaddens Bar watching Maris hit his 61st homerun (breaking the Babe'srecord) and throughout that season, at Ray's house with his mom feeding them, playing his hockey game, playing wireball, wallball, pimpleball with broomsticks, homerun derby, picnics, school functions, they doubled at the Prom. It was so nice to have them back together again.
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