I probably wouldn’t reminisce about my dead high school friend Rachael so much if her grave wasn’t in a cemetery on the road to the Russian River. I realized that with
dairryiere moving in,
obliviot and
psoup in Pennsylvania, and Niki and Scott somewhere further north, there’s more death than life in Sonoma County for me. At least with my oldest friends. It seems
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I was just talking to K today about all our old addresses, and that's the one add (Graton) I couldn't remember.
We're still alive, G, and with you in heart.
XOXO
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I'm glad you guys got away, but only because you seemed to need to. I do miss you. I even miss those snarly teenagers of yours.
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I had to Mapquest it to find out.
Yeah, we needed to - we couldn't afford (financially, emotionally, educationally) to stay. We sacrificed a lot to do it, but I think it has paid off in many ways.
The teenagers, eh, they're not so bad.
They can be amusing, even helpful when they want to be.
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You can also visit my family in Sonoma to remeber why you don't live in that county.
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