When you see an old friend, no time passes between you. You see the person as they were then and met the person they are now. Nancy and I were high school friends, life guards. Took scuba lessons together. She was one of the smartest girls in my class, held a job as a reporter at our local paper during her junior and senior years. We have kept in touch over the years and met up this weekend for her daughter's wedding. A wonderful affair. And the highlight was seeing her again.
Held on a small island, with trees and Puget Sound as the backdrop. Flip-flops being mandatory for the wedding party.
A New Bulkhead
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