Friends, pals, buddies, comrades, chums, two of a kind, birds of a feather. Ā All those words describe 2 girls who grew up in Appalachia and met in high school. Even though they’re now separated by their choice of colleges they still keep each other close in their hearts.
Tipper
Appalachia Through My EyesĀ – A series of photographs from my life in Southern Appalachia.
You know, your cousin, Gail and I are still close at heart though miles apart.
Tipper,
I believe those are like “two peas in a pod”….what do you think? I abruptly lost contact a few years ago with my friend that I grew up with…She only had left one sister living in another area. .I have tried to contact her through her old addresses and contacts…She never married due to her walking disablity and I think she would have to be staying now where someone could help her along…We had more fun than “two monkeys in a barrel”! In the 1940’s we could think up the best ways to make mud cakes and pies, ragweed peas and the fluffiest cotton ball mashed potatoes….Our baby dolls were well fed and attended to. Bottles with real little rubber nipples were warmed in the pan on the pretend stove. They were fed, diapered and dressed over and over before strolling them around in the little wagon and buggy…Those were fun times growing up…
Later when our families were separated due to parents changing jobs, we wrote real letters, and discussed all the latest pop and rock singers, favorite TV Shows (in black & white) as well as favorite songs being played on the radio….Only in a blue moon did we get to revisit, that is if one family happened to pass the way on vacation or visiting other relatives…..Those were the good ole days..
Thanks Tipper, loved this post and picture!
Unlike my wife, I neither make nor keep friends easily. I am rather envious of those who do. I say that to give those who do an extra reason to be grateful for their friends. It is also a reason they are unlikely to come to on their own since their very nature works against it.
I had not thought of it before but Jesus had an interesting take on what being a friend meant. He said “I have called you friends; for all things that I have heard of my Father I have made known unto you.” JOHN 15:15 I think this tells us friends know and understand each other throughly.
Yes, keeping friendships, especially meaningful ones, is a very important part of growing up. They are difficult to maintain, but when they are developed early enough, they are family. Love the picture!
Love that picture! Not only the obvious content but also the illusion of a wineglass between the twosome. Either an incredibly talented photographer or an incredibly lucky shutterbug.
I will be all day thinking of words to added to your descriptions. Duo, yoke, set, brace, pair! In my case co-conspirator and partner in crime are most applicable.
FRIENDSHIP
“A friend loveth at all times.” -Proverbs 17:17a. (KJV)
“A man that hath friends must show himself friendly; and there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother.
-Proverbs 18:24 (KJV)
Friendship is its own reward.
It questions not “how” or”why”
But with timely and noble regard
Shares a laugh or hears a cry.
Friendship flourishes and grows
As days lead on to years;
And in the heart of heart it knows
Lie no impediments or fears.
Friendship is warm and growing.
Like a light it keeps on glowing.
-Ethelene Dyer Jones
Your cousin, Gail, and I have been best friends since we were 6 years old. The miles have often come between us physically but our hearts are still side by side š
Going east from here is not so far till you come to the flat land. It’s amazing to stand in that flat land and look back at the mountains in the distance. There is no way not to long to be back within the surrounding protection of these mountains.