talking to my childhood friend of over 60 years. Hard to believe we’ve been friends that long. We have so many memories that we would never have the time to discuss them all. We spent every summer together in our little town. Every day she would call me at 11 and our daily adventures would begin. I love going to my childhood memories. They are so comforting and what a good life it was. I didn’t realize it then. Times were so good back then and people were so nice to each other not like people are now. People these days can be so mean. I miss those days…..
Jane is a Widow 