Isn't it funny how a song will play that you haven't heard for years, and you still find yourself singing along, remembering most of the lyrics? That never ceases to amaze me. I have many play lists on my Yahoo Jukebox. Right now I am listening to my "Idaho Days" play list. The songs bring me back to 1990 in Idaho. Most of the memories attached to the songs contain my friend, Deb. Each and every song brings back a moment, a great memory, and a smile.
I'm not sure Deb ever knew just how important she was, and still is in my life. She was my lifeline in Idaho. I moved out there fresh out of college... didn't know a soul. We met shortly after I arrived, and were inseparable. We went to country music concerts, (wish she could fill you in on Idaho's largest State Fair cattle shows... Clint Black's crew was amazed, I am sure!) dancing, and hung out at my apartment. Our friendship has lasted for 17 years, and spans half way across the United States. Still, I'll pick up the phone, and we'll continue our friendship as if I lived next door.
Girlfriends and music are priceless. They are constant links to joy, comfort, and sanity.
I'm not sure Deb ever knew just how important she was, and still is in my life. She was my lifeline in Idaho. I moved out there fresh out of college... didn't know a soul. We met shortly after I arrived, and were inseparable. We went to country music concerts, (wish she could fill you in on Idaho's largest State Fair cattle shows... Clint Black's crew was amazed, I am sure!) dancing, and hung out at my apartment. Our friendship has lasted for 17 years, and spans half way across the United States. Still, I'll pick up the phone, and we'll continue our friendship as if I lived next door.
Girlfriends and music are priceless. They are constant links to joy, comfort, and sanity.
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