My word of the day is "friends".
I just returned to my hotel room after visiting with nine of them from
three generations. The oldest ones and I go back to the 70's.
Outside with pizza and beer, listening to the old songs and sharing
old stories. Catching up and imagining the future.
I left my best one this morning at home. She was expecting her aunt,
her cousin and her sister in law in for a Sea Of Estrogen Weekend.
I thought it might be a good time to vanish.
My first stop was to meet Scot for breakfast. Eggs and encouragement
along with a side of grits and grins. Food for the body, mind and soul.
Afterwards, I was northeast bound for my hometown of
Newport News, Virginia. But before I got to my final destination there
would be a stop in the little town of Franklin, Va. Through Facebook,
I had reconnected with a guy I hadn't seen in a while.
"A while" in this case meaning since March of 1963.
I hadn't seen Tim in over 51 years.
We filled in the giant blank as best we could in an hour and a half.
Funny the stuff you remember.
Funny the stuff you forget.
"Friends". Good word.