Old friends, old times, and MAYBE a few NEW memories in the making!
A few days ago, I got a phone call from my son, Paul. He had called from a local tavern, ( big surprise ) but I talked to him anyway. He sounded as though he was a little bit hesitant to have called, but Paul told me that he had just met a former classmate of mine, and wondered if I remembered him. I asked the person’s name. He said the man’s name was Bob Brabo. In a flash, my mind raced back to 1968, the last time that Bob and I had spoken. I happily told Paul, that I remembered Bob very well.... Sign in to see full entry.