Sunday, November 2, 2008
“Call me when you’re in town and maybe we can get together” she always says. “I’m never ‘just in town’ but I’d be more than happy to make a special trip. Pick a date,” I always respond. So we never see each other. But I’m sure we will “some day.” I saw her last at Paul’s funeral, nine years ago. Maybe it’s for the best.
Posted by Bev Sykes at 12:02 AM