Overview From Barnes and Nobel:They formed a special bond growing up in the small town of Ames, Iowa. As young women, they moved to eight different states yet managed to maintain an extraordinary friendship that would carry them through college and careers, marriage and motherhood, dating and divorce, the death of a child, and the mysterious death of the eleventh member of the group. Their remarkable story, which captures what it was like to go from girlhood in the sixties to middle age in the millennium, is a testament to the deep, enduring bonds of women.
I finally finished this book. I am not really sure why it took me so long to read it. It was interesting enough. Not what I would call a great book. Probably won't become one of my favorite books. But it did give me many things to think about while I read it. And there were portions where I laughed out loud. And portions where I read with the tears streaming down my face.
The reason I liked this book is it made me think of my own friendships from over the years. I did NOT remain close to any of my childhood friends, like the girls in this book did. I thought about girls I hadn't thought about in forever.
Like Linda Sue. She was a friend I had when we lived in the housing projects called Victory Heights. We played dolls together. I remember her ripping the pants off my cloth doll 'Helen'. I don't remember why she did it. But I remember the day she did it I lost a bit of my feelings for her. Then we moved away. I see Linda Sue's mom now and then. She always catches me up with is going on in Linda Sue's life. But I haven't talked with Linda Sue since we were kids.
I had several friends who later became girlfriends or wives of my brothers. I can remember Janice, Cris, Susan, Patty and Patty. All became either a girlfriend or a wife of one brother or another. And that tends to ruin friendships. Except for Crazy Patty. She is still a very good friend.( I named by baby daughter after her) However I don't see or talk to her that often.
|Jean and Palmer|
last time she was at my house
|Gary, Nanne, me in New Mexico|
addiction in ways no one else had been able to. After Nanne left Hutchinson and moved on in her career we stayed in close contact through telephone calls and visits. Richard and I visited almost every town she had an assignment in. In fact, it was during one of these visits, in Kalispell, Montana, I broke my leg! We were planning another trip to see Nanne and Gary. They were living in Gallup, New Mexico. Richard had always wanted to take a train trip. We were going in February, 2008 to see them. Nanne called me on New Year's Eve. They were in Mississipi seeing her dad. We talked about our pending visit. Both of us were excited. On the evening of January 7, I was at work and received a call from Nanne's son, Josh. Nanne had suffered a massive heart attack and had been taken to the hospital. She was in serious condition on a ventilator. Before I could make the arrangments to go to her, she died. A piece of my heart died with her that night. I felt I had lost more than a best friend.
Then in May, 2008, I received word that Jean had gone into the hospital for gallbladder surgery and had died! Talk about a double whammy in 2008. Devastating losses of two of the best friends I have ever had. I miss them both. I talk to them on occasion. I know they are both my guardian angels.
I still have good friends. One of the best is Rozann. I hold her close to my heart. I know how friendships can slip away in the blink of an eye. That is what this book reminded me of. My past good friends. My present good friends. And how sometimes friendships slip away for reason that are not always in our control. People come and people go through out lives for a variety of reasons.
How about your good friends? What kinds of memories do you have? Are you still in touch with those from your childhood?