Remember the old kid's song: "Make new friends, but keep the old. One is Silver and the other, Gold"? I have a dear friend named Nancy whom I have known since before kindergarten. We lived next door to each other in Fort Wayne, first when my parents rented the house on Curdes, then later on when they bought said house. (We had lived in another part of town in between)
Nancy's father used to pull my teeth for me whenever I had a loose baby tooth. He would hang over the fence and tie a special knot around the tooth, then just gently pull. Out would pop the tooth, not hurting one bit. I was amazed.
We spent our time playing different games or coloring in books. Nancy would be using bright colors all over the page, while I would be there coloring inside the lines using colors that were "supposed" to be used. A foretelling of my Type A personality and penchant for facts, leaving creativity behind. Had I only known how much more beautiful life would be had I tried coloring outside the lines once and a while.
Through the years our families would meet up at times. We moved every few years and Nancy's family would be on "vacation", whatever that was. We had a ball seeing each other. And for many years we wrote each other, keeping up with the changes in our lives.
Somehow, about the time we both went to college, we lost touch...each of us going our own ways in life. I often thought about my friend and wondered where she was, what she was doing. It wasn't until the bloom of the Internet and computers that we were able to re-connect...after about 30 years of wondering.
Nancy is still creative. She does embroidery as a business, from her home. When I turned 50, there arrived a box with an embroidered apron announcing "Nifty, Nifty, Look Who's Fifty!" (Needless to say, Nancy...I wear that one in private...) I shouldn't have been too surprised when I found a box rubber banded to my mailbox one day shortly after New Year's. Inside was a tote Nancy had done for me.
- I shall carry it with pride and remember that someone special still cares about me after all these years. She is Solid Gold...and a much better friend than I am... -