It's true - my group of friends are the fun girls. And the smart, caring, clever girls. Smart asses sometimes too. Paul and I drove up to Chestnut Charm in Atlantic late Friday afternoon, to see Paula Bacon (after her trip from Austin, TX) just checking in to the Inn. The Innkeeper, Barbara was walking her to her room. And insisted we go around to the front door while she slipped in the more convenient back door. Once we filled out the paperwork, we brought our stuff in the back door and were shown to our room through the back door.
Just about then, Chris Deardorff drove up from her Chicago home. We walked down to Chris and Paula's room in the guest house out back to chat with the two. It had been some 20 years or so since we'd seen Paula. So good to see them! All too soon it was time to get ready for the park gig for the class reunion.
Paul was hungry so we stopped by KFC on our way. He carried the coolers with pop and water up to the shelter at Camblin addition. Then we sat and waited for people to show up. Slowly they trickled in. It was fun to chat with each classmate as they showed up. When my buddies showed up, that was the best part. Especially Trish Eden, whom I hadn't seen for 30 years. She's back in Atlantic to care for her elderly momma.
Once it got too dark, we packed up and took off for Irv's Elbow Room - a dive bar in town. It used to be a scary place - filled with unsavory characters. Joanie tried to order wine. They had white in a box, and real sangria - whatever that is. I ordered a beer. We took some pics - the gang together again! It felt good and right.
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