There must be something sweeter than seeing an old friend for the first time in years, but I don't know what it is.
Gary Ronnow, a good friend we knew when we lived in Las Vegas called and came by the other day right after our weekly barbecue. We sat on the patio and reminisced for hours. He invited us for lunch on Tuesday and after we met at Georgie's Grill in Newport we took up where we'd left off, talking about old times.
We were amazed when we realized that it had been 45 years since we'd seen each other. After our lunch and a couple of beers the waitress was hinting that she needed the table, so we had to take the conversation out to the parking lot where we finally hugged and said goodbye, promising to do a better job of staying in touch.
The picture was taken rabbit hunting in Nevada in the early 60's. What more could you ask for: a blond, a convertible, a gun, a cigarette and a beer!
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