Gary has been writing lately about meeting up with old school friends, which is exactly what I was doing on the last 2 nights of my vacation: meeting up with friends from a time of life when I lived in the same house for 11 years. It took place in this town here:
Any wonder why I love the mountains and the water so very much? Even with a hot, dry summer, there is still snow to be seen on the highest peaks.
We sang karaoke, consumed some delicious raspberry cider at a waterfront dive, and celebrated the 25th anniversary of our high school graduation.
There are many more pictures taken by a friend I’ve known since 1971, but I decided to only post the ones I took (or had taken on my camera). The evening was very much missing my friend from Texas; she couldn’t make the trip this year.
The next morning, the kids & I turned in our rental car at the airport. When we touched down and collected our luggage, SuperDad was waiting to take us back to our current hometown.