Forty passes sixty
Today my brother called at a radio remote from Ocala and put an old high school friend on the line. Lewis asked me when was his birthday? I said December 25th. It was the 24th. He remembered mine on January 30th. Don’t think I could tell any other friends birthdays.
Though best friends, there came a day he went off to school in Sanford, then when he returned, a friend a grade up became his best friend, then the girl in the Trans Am and so to this day.
Ironical my girl today is in Williston at her mothers where we both grew up. So from afar I keep pace with my friend, a month older than ole forty.
Now if only we had Dixie Lily in common.
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