Saturday, August 7, 2010

Three Apostles

I wouldn't trade anything for experiencing the Sixties-- this city, the music, my family are all a part of the mix. Another important ingredient were friendships made. When I look back, I had few real close friends. In lots of ways I valued a bit of reclusiveness that my third floor bedroom on Coyle provided. However, I do have two best buds from those times. We've been hanging with each other, in various degrees, since somewhere in the crazy decade. One goes back to Confraternity classes at St. Joseph's, while in seventh grade at Lincoln. Through high school, we sat close to each other in most classes. In the latter years of high school, I spent a lot of time in Gorham. Let's just leave it at--- they were the 'Gorham girls'. I met the other, through high school friends there, while he was walking on South Street. On Christmas Day and usually a sunny August afternoon, the three apostles get together with friends to share stories and a few daiquiris. We did yesterday, and it was riotous laughter and some zany stories as usual. Why the three apostles? Well, if you knew our true identities, you'd know. Best friends: they truly are worth their weight in gold!

11 comments:

  1. Here's to friendship. And those daiquiris look like the real deal.

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  2. i like the way you illustrate friendship!:)
    Good friends are a true gift in life.
    A votre santé!

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  3. Great shot, great story! Cheers!

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  4. Wonderful stories with wonderful friends.


    As to your comment about the end to a perfect day: I have watched my two Gboys all week--well all summer--and then take them to football practice so last evening I went to the water to recharge for awhile and yes it did the trick. MB

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  5. Can't say much about the sixties, because that was before my time. However, I have heard good things about it, and hey, Elvis and the Beatles, the flower power and the twist were some of the good stuff. Family and friends? Precious.


    So what are you doing this weekend?

    Thanks for visiting Norwich Daily Photo and leaving your comment. Come visit again tomorrow!

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  6. Good friends are hard to come by. Cheers!

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  7. The wild bunch? Friends come and go and it's unusual these days, I think, to have the same friends for so many years. But very nice. May your closeness continue for many more years!

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  8. I was too young in the Sixties, but you are right about friends. I love your picture!

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  9. Good friends are hard to come by. Those that go back to when we were young are even scarcer. My high school 50 reunion was last summer. We were a small class of about 60. Thirty attended, 15 were dead and the other 15 were no-shows. I am a little sad to say that I am close now to none of those who were there. I am a different person than I was 50 years ago.

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  10. Nothing like time spent with good friends and come cocktails!!

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