Johnny Materialized

 

My old friend Johnny Pascoe called me this evening.   I haven’t heard from him in a few years.  He was living in Florida, now he is living in North Georgia.

We had a lot to catch on.   We are both are the same age, I am about one month older than Johnny.  Which means we are entering the forgetful age.  As we talked about people we ran around with or knew, we had to help each other out on their first and/or last names, and what we knew about them.  It was a nice telephone visit.

Old friends don’t fade away.  They die.