When you don't get out too much, you miss the interactions with other folks. If they are not around where you live, or don't make a special trip to see you, they just don't show up in your life. Emails are no substitute, and even FaceTime or cell phones lack the personal touch of sitting down on a porch and just talking, laughing and reminiscing.
That is true of family also, when the closest child is 5 or 6 hours away, and the farthest one a couple of days out there.
That is why visits from from friends are always welcome.
Yesterday, we had one…
Bob and Brenda Cain have been friends from way back in the 70s in Chattanooga. Although they were younger than us, we shared many interests, and we had boys the same age. Doug, our third and Brent, their first, were in school together, and we were all in the same church.
Bob and I played softball on the church squad, and later on we rode bikes together on some higher milage trips. We even rode Damascus, VA to Berea, KY on a multiple day trip with our wives driving the support vehicle.
Even though they now live in Watkinsville, GA, near Athens, they were on vacation for a few days in north Florida and stopped on their way home yesterday to pay a call, even bringing some key lime pie to share.
Of course we talked of all the mutual friends we had, especially those in the church home we shared for a bunch of years. We talked of the youth that Bob had worked with, and those that had interacted with our three kids over that time period.
We spent a lot of time catching up on kids, all of them in both families, I think, now older than we adults were back when we palled around together.
It was good to spend a couple of hours just remembering those good times.
And I promise to write only good things about any of you out there who can still get on the road and visit St. Simons. Might even let you partake of my killer meat loaf if you stay overnight.
The door is open for you.
Come on, and maybe Bob and I will let you in on our next cycling adventure.
We'd love to see more of you. Anytime...
Wish we were closer.
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