28 May 2005

Joann and I don't get together often enough. One of my oldest friends (well, not the oldest of my friends, but one who's been my friend the longest, perhaps), her parents were my grandparents closest friends. They came to visit frequently while I was staying at my grandparents' house during my very early years. Our families were very close in the 1950s and 60s, and I still feel close to Joann and her family when we see them. It's a good time to relive the distant past and remember our long lost relatives. Strangely enough she has a granddaughter who will graduate from high school this year, just like my son. And it was her parents who were best friends with my grandparents. Strange how the generations coincide but are never quite aligned. Anyway, it was great to see Joann and her husband, Bobby, a few times this weekend.

DWL