Tuesday, June 7, 2011

A Short Story – Part Two

I am currently in the midst of several special commissions that I cannot share just yet, so I thought as long as we are talking about time and friends and passion and creativity, (we were talking about those things in a way, weren’t we?) I would finish this very short short story.

Quite a while ago, I worked with someone who played the guitar. He played out of pure enjoyment rather than the desire to be the next big thing on the music scene. He and some friends would get together and play. Sometimes they played for themselves and sometimes they played for others.


To say we lost touch over the years might be an understatement if decades pass without being in touch with one another. So many of you commented on my last post (here and at The Hive) about my get-together with an old friend that I knew you understood how special those times can be.

When I found out my guitar playing friend and his friends would be giving a concert nearby, my husband and I decided we should go - finally, after all this time, and see an old friend.


The recipe: A perfect summer evening, a corner diner root beer, and some music played by a friend.

It was purely delightful. We had such a great time. Some oldies, some new tunes and at the end, saying hello after so many, many years. The thing I learned though is that you really never have enough time to catch up. I should have known this after my last post but I’m a slow learner.


Now in addition to the quote from my last post, I have another that I thought I’d share:

Yes'm, old friends is always best, 'less you can catch a new one that's fit to make an old one out of. 
~Sarah Orne Jewett

(Luckily, this is fairly easy to accomplish!)

And lastly, thanks for a great evening guys!  Play on.



  1. That is so sweet! I find with good old friends, it doesn't matter how much time has passed, you can get on the phone and start talking like no time has passed at all.

    There's a special thing about music though. My grandfather used to jam with John Philip Sousa. So, every time he came into the area, my grandparents would go and see him play and get together.

    Music is another language all on it's own.

    Sounds like you really enjoyed the time spent. :)

  2. Really good friends are precious and we can pick up where we left off, no matter how long it has been.

  3. Sounds like a fun evening. Maybe you'll have to become a crazy groupie and follow them round the country to spend more time with them :oD

  4. How wonderful, Ginger!! I'm so glad that you and Jay were able to see them in action and to reconnect after so many years.


  5. What fun, it's good to know that you can still connect with old friends...there's just something warm and comforting about that!!!
    Margaret B

  6. @ dale's dreams - I agree. It does seem as if it was only yesterday and you pick up right where you left off. That's cool about your grandfather! Wow! John Philip Sousa!

    @ Kays Kids - You said it!

    @ Cheryl - It was a great time seeing an old friend!

    @ The French Bear - It's happened so much here lately that I'm starting to think of who else I might need to track down and connect with!

  7. @ Katy - Me? Become crazy? Too late for that! Not only that, I won't have to travel around the country either - they're not very far away at all! Katy, you're so funny!

  8. @ Patty C. - We did! And thanks for stopping by!


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