A Little History.

Meeting Karen was a monumental time in my life. I was five years old and had moved to the coast from Little Rock, Arkansas. I was told there was a friend waiting for me here so I was not so anxious. I arrived at First Baptist Kindergarten to a sea of five year old faces staring at me. I remember it well. The double doors were opened but I couldn’t enter because the kids were just standing there looking at me. I suppose because I was new. I remember being pulled aside and introduced to Karen. She had long brown hair but that is all I remember. I cannot even remember what I looked like. We are hoping some picture diving will reveal some of our old ‘looks”. We were buddies from that day forward.

We were an interesting couple of chums since we had opposite ideas about playing. She preferred the outside and I liked playing dolls inside. She was a complete tomboy and I was very girly….very prissy. I still am not sure how we managed to remain close friends with all our differences. We had fights a lot; mostly at school. Our memories differ on the winner of these fights. I was sure it was me….Karen says otherwise. Sometimes it was a war of words, sometimes hitting was necessary. Yes, hitting. Teachers didn’t understand why we were friends. We were told at times to stay away from each other by them. Then we would really get angry. If there was anything worse than being together, it was being apart. We remained friends, against all odds, throughout high school.

Karen and I drifted apart during college. I lost touch with lots of friends after high school so it was not entirely surprising. However, we have discovered that we still have a bond. We are very different in some ways, not so different in others. We hope our differences will make for an interesting read on our blog site. We have not only an interesting past to share, but feel that our thoughts about the future may catch your attention as well. Please stay tuned. Karen and I have lots to share with you!!