Patty from the past

Sep 16, 2009 06:32

My best friend from kindergarten in New Jersey found me on Facebook last night. I moved away from New Jersey when I was 11, and we would occasionally write, even less occasionally call. Once when I went back for a cousin's wedding (1992) I saw her. I don't know that I have talked to her since then, 17 years ago.

[I love Facebook. Twitter and Facebook are probably the main reason I no longer post here 5x a day - it's just so much easier when you're limited to 140 characters or less. And anyone who has read this for any period of time knows how neurotic I am about getting it perfectly right...the writing, the editing, the rewriting. Not today though. This morning I have no time. No time is another reason.]

I was tickled to see the friend request from her last night. Most of my good memories from those years involve her. We spent a couple hours catching up over email - only to find out at the end of the night that a message board I frequent, one with a very specific topic that only a small percentage of people in the world would read - well she is on there too. I go and look up her user name - and yup, I know it. I now recognize her face in the icon. I never put that face to the name to that time period in my life.
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