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Posted by on July 29, 2017


The calls came late in the evening and very early morning

An old friend gone, and then another

Half a continent apart

Joined only by memories

Echoes of music and laughter

Terry, my first friend in second grade

Holding hands in the playground

Exploring the mysteries of WLA on bikes;

Bill singing folk tunes in high school

Kingston Trio, Brothers Four

Then later sharing a room in Reno

Where we both got drafted on the same day.

Such memories weave together to make a life, a boyhood of brothers.

Such were the hearts that sang the joy of my youth with me.

Such is this sadness to know they are gone

And such is the sweetness of their memory.

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