Monday, January 3, 2011

Back In Touch, Briefly

I just recently got back in touch, through Facebook,
with one of my childhood friends. We were very close at one time.
His aunt called my mother this morning and told her that he'd been found dead.
It's strange how, when you hear of the death of a childhood friend, the memories, the half-forgotten times, come rushing back.
How much time did we spend in each other's apartments? (We lived in the same building). How
many records did we listen to? How many comic books and ViewMaster reels did we trade? How many places did we go? How much mischief did we get into?
And how did we lose touch with each other for all these years?
Thank God, we got back in touch, although briefly, much, much too briefly.