Old Acquaintance

Once upon a time there was a teeny tiny town

 up in the mountains.

There was one blinking stoplight,

a drugstore that served banana splits,

and plenty of fields full of cows for tipping.

I grew up there with a great group of small-town gals.

We're all spread out now,

even out to Washington and {!} Cananda.

I went to school with these girls.

 All of school: elementary, middle, and high.

The three {small} buildings are on the same block,

on the street behind Main Street.

Named: Wildcat Drive, because our HS mascot

 was a Wildcat, of course.

This little reunion has been a long time coming.

Some of us hadn't seen each other for six years!

There were babies.

And stories.

And, naturally, food. We had to eat while we gossiped.

This is Pam.

We used to ditch class and eat oreo shakes at Dick's Drive In.

She's married now {and expecting!}

I hope she's cool with me telling all of you.

p.s. this photo=wonky noses. Whoa.

Even when we don't stay in touch

we pick up right where we left off.

So proud and happy about all they're accomplishing,

and grateful for the chance we had to get together.

My heart is ravisht with delight

when thee I think upon;

All grieft and sorrow takes the flight

and speedily is gone.

The bright resemblance of thy face

so fills this heart of mine;

that force nor fate can me displease

for Old Long Syne.