Having a childhood friend is a real gift. We have a history. He knew my parents and the sisters. We have a connection I do not necessarily understand but it is there. He is retired now. I am not working so I can visit him any time. He and I were on our high school tennis team. In our freshman year, in the county championship we played second doubles and won and the newspaper reporter covering the match called us ‘peanut sized freshman’. (???) He did grow up to be six foot. I didn’t. Now he lives with his wife in New Orleans. He used to live in Ohio and we camped in PA for at least five years in a row in a state park somewhat equidistant from our homes. We have seen each other at least the last eight years once a year. We had a long period we were out of touch–over thirty years. I did not know where he lived but my sister went to a high school reunion and I found out from her what city he lived in and I tracked him down. He still makes me laugh with his wry, understated humor. And I found out we still have a “connection”. We never run out of things to discuss. Not many people have that kind of history with a childhood friend. We attended the same grammar school grades and high school. I know he is a real gift.
Tags: camping, childhood friend, county championship, He still makes me laugh after fifty years, high school reunion, high school tennis team, my parents, my sisters, New Orleans, Ohio, PA, We attended the same high school, we have a history, We still have a "connection" after all these years, We were in the same grades in grammar school, We were on the tennis team
Posted in humor, relationships, time |
New Orleans hit a cold and wet spell. It appears I will not make it into his pool. I am spending a week there. When I got home the weather was hitting seventy practically every day–a little warmer than I left. I am still waiting to spot my first hummingbird here. I saw two in my friend’s yard. I just saw my first one. My living room window is in view from the keyboard I am using to write this.
Tags: hummingbird, I saw my first hummingbird in New Orleans, it was too cold to go into my friend's pool, New Orleans, New Orleans area was cold and wet
Posted in animals, birds, local, nature, seasons, time |
It was an auspicious start to my trip to New Orleans. I left my house at twelve pm and did not get to my friends’ house until ten pm. The plane I was supposed to take for the first leg of my journey was delayed, which meant I would miss my connecting flight. The agent rerouted my flights but it meant almost a five hour layover in Dulles Airport. I almost did not know what to do with my time. Finally I listened to some music on my I Pod. It was an interminable wait. I was so relieved when my plane took off and my friend picked me up and finally made it to his house.
Tags: airport, I-pod, music, my friends' house, New Orleans
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After a week in New Orleans I was cold here. I went out to inspect the garden and had to put a sweater on. It really was not too cold as far as a May day but I spent seven days in Louisiana and got spoiled. It was high fifties and sixties here and damp and all I wanted to do was bundle up a little. These temperatures here were really were (???) not that unusual.
Tags: garden, Louisiana, May day, New Orleans, spring
Posted in local, nature, seasons, time |
Tomorrow I will see my sister and her husband. It will only be over a quick meal. What is unusual about it is it will be in New Orleans–a place neither of us have been before. It is plain serendipity. We will meet in New Orleans proper. For an hour and half at the most. Then my friend will take me to the airport at Gulfport. An hour and half is only a kernel of sand in this vast universe yet it is our time. And time can be so fleeting. Last year it was Easton, Pa we met for a few hours and that visit included my other sister and my wife. You never know for sure when it will be the last time. Each moment has to be savored and treasured.
Tags: family, family visit, Gulfport, my friend, my sisters, my wife, New Orleans, savor and treasure each moment, time can be so fleeting, vast universe
Posted in death, God, life, love, marriage, relationships, seasons, time, wisdom |
Old friends are to be treasured. I am visiting one in New Orleans. He still makes me laugh after all these years. I have known him since I was a kid. There was a span of thirty years we lost contact. Then I tracked him down. We started going on a yearly camping/fishing trip. I found out there was a reason we were friends back then. There is still that connection between us. There was a reason we were friends back then. We have a history together. I still love his dry sense of humor. He continues to make me laugh. Such friends are to be treasured. Most people if they are lucky only have one or two such friends in their lifetime.
Tags: camping/fishing trip, dry sense of humor, friends, have a connection between us, have a history, known him since I was a kid, makes me laugh, New Orleans, old friends, treasure old friends
Posted in balance, death, life, love, nature, relationships, time, wisdom |
