I had two pleasant surprises last week. . . on Monday my lifelong friend and classmate Sally Hardesty came to visit and on Wednesday I got to see, for the first time in some 40 years or so a long-ago neighbor and friend Millicent Cobb. Sally is married and lives in Poplar Bluff. She recently retired after more than 30 years as a nurse working for the government. Millicent is from Illinois. The Cobbs lived here near us years ago on upper East Side and she was one of the little ones that Alene Richardson “bossed” each morning until we got across the railroad track. I distinctly remember that Millicent had long blonde hair, that she wore in banana curls on dress-up occasions and I was insanely jealous because I wanted to be a blonde. Sally and I were almost lookalikes and our mothers dressed us identical. She and I went all the way through school together and when we do happen to get together there is just not enough time to talk about all the scrapes we used to get into. I would like to go stay up at her house for a day or two and just talk, talk, talk. . . but I am not too sure that John, her husband wouldn’t either pack up and leave or run both of us off.
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