…year after year….
until the last several years when our lives have led us in so many different directions that we haven’t seen each other until we met over the weekend at the Hotel Del Coronado.
It was as though no time had passed. It’s like the lyrics from the Steven Sondheim song, “Old Friend” – “New friends pour through the revolving door, maybe there’s one that’s more, some of them worth something too… but us, Old Friend, what’s to discuss Old Friend? Here’s to us. Who’s like us? Damn few!”