How much is a good friend worth?








When I was young, and I heard my father talk about the friends he had had for more than 25 years, I couldn't conceive of knowing someone that long. Twenty-five years seemed to be such a long time when I was ten and looking forward to those years; however, as I look backward through seventy-four years, three times twenty-five seems to be as short as the blink of an eye.

This is a picture of me with my best friend. We met when we were in the 7th grade at Barrett Jr. High School in Philadelphia. We continued to Overbrook High School, double dated on our prom, laughed and cried through our teen years together. And, through it all we never had an argument.

Marriages, children, divorces, happiness, and sorrow - we were always there for each other, even when if it wasn't possible physically. Some years we did not talk to each other. We didn't take the time as life's pressures seemed to occupy every hour of every day; nevertheless. whenever we did contact each other, it was as if time had not passed... It was as if our last conversation had never ended...

We are both great-grand mothers now... Our memories are rich and deep... The time we share now is priceless... We laugh when we look in the mirror and don't recognize ourselves, but we recognize each other, and the time we share now is PRICELESS!!!