Likely we first met in the three year old's Sunday School class. In the same country school, which lay between our farms that were three and a half miles apart, we were classmates for eight years. From there we moved on as classmates to Sinai High School and graduated together. Now our wives are buried about thirty yards apart.
Today I spent time with him in the assisted living facility where he now resides. We are truly old friends though I prefer the title of "long time friends." But, old we are, both surprised, how fast we became old. Memories were shared, more time spent together, eight decades of shared experiences. Life is precious. to be savored and lived with gratitude.,
Joining in the visit was his older brother and our peer, with whom we shared a year of high school. His brother's wife is also buried in proximity to Joanne and the peer's son is not far away. In time the four of us will be neighbors in the cemetery. There is comfort in that thought, that I'll rest among friends.
Takk for alt,
Al
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