Sunday, April 01, 2007

1st of April...time to speak again...


Today is a bit of funny day...it is the 1st of April…now I know, to many of you, it is the day when people get together and play tricks on each other, but for me it is more than that…this when death brought my friend and I back together…

I really don’t know how all of this happened but if you look back on your own life there will always be someone, who you might have lost touch with, and with whom you might still want to talk to, and today was one of those days…

A lovely old woman introduced me to my friend a along time ago, she got us talking and we became friends…now some 20 years later she passed away and again she managed it…she got her grandson and me talking again…

You see, my old friend went off and got married, so did I…he knows nothing about me and I know nothing about him…I know he has kids, a wife and I know in which country he lives…that is about it…no knowledge about which car he drives, music he likes (White Snake and Led Zeppelin might be high on the list though)…no idea where he has been on holiday or even if he has been to the UK…that is just the way things are…

Looking back at time…there are things that you remember and cherish, and I am no different person, I remember the first time my friend showed me how to shoot starlings with a shotgun (as they eat the cherries)... he also showed me that old chicks that do not lay eggs needs their necks chopped off. He was also a master of the old Massey Ferguson and together we picked 100,000 tons of potatoes, cut more cabbage and sorted out more cauliflower that you can see in the supermarket…you got it we came from the countryside…no concrete kids here my friend…

But as time goes by, we lost touch and it was only through death we got together…his grandmother died, and that is how after 20 years we started to talk again…

I'll take it that if we met on the ice hockey rink, we would be as wobbly as each other but give us another water-ski boat, named John-Arvid, and we would be there showing the kids how to waterski like a pro…

Isn't it funny that after a long time, you remember the small things…which make no sense to anyone else, but if you have a friend…make sure you call him or her today…don’t let grandma die before you do…

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Anonymous Richard. said...

Sound advice. I heard that a school friend of mine died the other day and some of us have promised to meet up again soon after a couple of years. It's very sobering when your school mate dies of a heart attack aged 50.

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