My Lost Friend
This thread is my personal trip down memory lane. Maybe some of you will find a memory or two along the way with me.
Right now, listening to Billy Vaughn, I am reminded of my childhood friend. She was not my sweetheart, but she was my best friend while we were in 2nd grade through 6th grade. Jenny was my best friend and we spent many days and nights playing together then.
Her Mom had passed away, but her Father was still alive and he, my Mom and my Dad would get together often at our cabins along the river and reminisce, play cards and have drinks.
Jenny and I would play together at my family's cabin or fish on the banks of the river or go swimming or hiking together. I will forever remember her and our friendship. You simply cannot have firends like this and forget them, not ever. I will remember the night she and I cooked up a batch of locust tree beans on the wood burning stove as we played house.
Of course we knew better not to eat that meal. We were just p[retending. Funny what kids do. I guess I'd do it all over in a heartbeat!
Our neighbor, Joe. Jenny's Dad, had a thing for these party lanterns. Small globes of pastel colors with a 15W lamp within and strung all around his deck at the river cabin. There were enough lamps to see all around, but not too bright.
It was simply beautiful! Calming and warm and fun. Even though we were in Nebraska, we could walk along the sands of the Platte River and we could have sworn that we were on the beaches of Waikiki!
I would give up everything I have, just to go back for one week to spend with Jenny right now. That is how wonderful those days were for me.
Ah, the fond memories. The friends. The way the world was back then.
Anyone care to go back 30 or 40 years with me and relive your memories? I bet they are wonderful, too.
Gordy