Memorial Monday~The Death of a Friend~Updated

I wanted to re-blog this today because I received the pictures. Harold told me one day as we visited, “I just want people to remember me.” I will never forget you dear friend.

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The Death of a Friend

Back in the 70’s I worked at a record store. You know back in the old days when records were vinyl, 45’s, and cassette tapes were the fad.  They had just fazed out the 8 track and we all thought the cassette was the wave of the future. The store I worked at was in a strip mall and had an outside window. One night there was a guy who kept walking by and making funny faces at me. To make a long story short we dated and ended up dating and living together off and on for 8 years and no, it was not a good thing. What I did get out of the situation was his sister, who became my best friend and I was very close with his dad.

“Dad” and my BFF, Debbie kept in touch and when they both moved…

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