Summer visits back east are filled with nostalgia. Living on the west coast in southern California, I’m surrounded by palm tress and earth-friendly, low water landscapes. I miss Connecticut’s green forests, rambling rivers, babbling brooks, and quaint, country towns, even the sticky summer humidity and frequent thunderstorms.
This year’s two-week visit in July was nostalgia packed. It included (take a breath, it’s a long list) many days with my sister Marlene & her family, a few days in Massachusetts with cousin Fred and his wife Rachel, a visit (after forty-five years), with family friend, author, herbalist & ethnobotanist Barrie and her son Chris, a lunch date with long-time friend Joan, and a mini-reunion luncheon with close high school girlfriends, Gay, Karlene, Rosemary, Maxine and Annie.
The mini-reunion was at Gay’s stylish retirement home in the Connecticut countryside. We reminisced, laughed, and enjoyed a delicious lunch with plenty of white wine. We talked for hours about our careers, hobbies, travels, kids, grandkids, husbands, (exes), and significant others. Two sorority sister friends were sadly missed, Jeannie Kay, no longer with us, and Sally, living in the Midwest. Marveling at our persistent staying power in the aging process, we’re all still walking & talking, with sharp minds and our wits about us. We promised to keep in touch, and meet again next year if there’s a 60th Danbury High School reunion. If not we’ll plan our own mini-reunion like we did this year
Our last get-together was nine years ago (2007) at the Danbury High School 50th Class Reunion. During our 1950s high school years we were (one local chapter) Fro Delta Fro Sorority sisters, fun rah-rah girls, and two of us were cheerleaders.