Old Friends

“It’s cruel” Maggie said. “No one has a name tag.” But we soon discovered that name tags weren’t necessary. Old friendships are too strong. People we didn’t recognize rapidly were gracious in sharing their names and we were off into discussions about what life has brought them in the past 50 years. There was too much to learn to be concerned about a forgotten name.
Old friends remain old friends. Heaven knows that our paths have branched off into numerous avenues, but the journey that we began together has united us in some small way for life. It is still easy to laugh and tease each other. Only the topics of that laughter and ribbing have changed. It is comforting to know that our common journey continues to bond us.
Renew and keep old friendships alive at every age. Old friends are precious.
Bonnie Fatio


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