Thursday, December 8, 2011

Reminiscing

Since both Number ONE Son and DIL work during the day, I am left to my own devices.  Yesterday (Tuesday) I had coffee with school mate I had not seen for literally 46 years, since graduating from high school.

Dee was literally the girl next door.  Her folks farm was 3/4 mile west of our place and our folks used to visit back and forth.  When dad drove school bus, they were the second stop on the morning route.  Dee and her two sisters were more the age of my younger brother and sister, which is how I found her - she was friends with my sister on Facebook and noted her place of residence as Red Deer. Last I heard they were in Lloydminster.

We sat in a local coffee shop that roasted its own beans and served homemade desserts.  Gabbed for two hours until the money in the meter ran out.  Dee has kept closer contact with the old neighbourhood than I, as she and her husband helped run the farm after her dad passed away.  Until they figured they were both working to support their farming habit.  So we caught up on everyone we could think of from school days and all our neighbours, her mom and sisters, my siblings, kids, life in Ukraine and so forth.

Nice to catch up.  Sometimes I miss the community I grew up in but not often. The world changes and like they say, you can never go home again.

8 comments:

  1. Oh you can go home again. Living there again can be the problem.

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  2. Going home again is easy, staying there can be hard at times. I've been back home many times and left again, mainly because you can't eat scenery. It's a nice place to live, but if you can't find work, it's hard to survive. Hopefully this time will be the last time I go home again.

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  3. It's wonderful you were able to re-connect with someone from "home". Another saying I heard that rings true to me after you have moved quite a distance from where you grew up is "you have to leave home and return in order to see it for the first time". Enjoy the prairies Al.

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  4. I could go home again (D.C.), but not in the summer. Bleah.

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  5. I have no desire to go home again and from google street view I wouldn't recognize the place anyway.

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  6. No thanks, I have no desire to take a walk down memory pain.
    the Ol'Buzzard

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  7. I find it quite interesting how old friends have changed over the years -- and also how they haven't changed.

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  8. Thanks for the comments and for sticking with me. Posts are few and far between these days.
    Going home can be bitter-sweet whether in person or by visiting old friends.

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