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Been trying to post this all day... D'land sucks bigtime.
What does it mean when you open the morning paper and find the obituary of a childhood friend?
Stranger still is that the childhood friend lived in the little backwoods "hamlet" that I do.
I didn't know she lived here. Not that I would have had reason to know. We were friends in grade school. Like fourth grade or so. We were not friends in middle or high school. She is the friend who's house I went home on the school bus to for the first time. She lived in the woods off a main road and had geese and a gazillion cats and treehouses and I was just about in heaven when I went to her house. I had a pool and she was just about in heaven when she came to mine.
Strange.
written at 9:29 p.m.
July 12, 2007
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