Friends
My Merriam Webster’s Concise Dictionary large-print edition states that a friend is ”person one likes.” But it works both ways. I treasure this person as my friend and she proved she thought of me as a friend.
At my writing group, Prairie Prose & Poetry’s, monthly meeting in February 2003, I read my essay titled, My Wall of Books. One paragraph was about our collection of books and calendars of Norman Rockwell’s paintings. At another meeting I shared what I had recently written about working for Boeing Aircraft Company during World War II. My friend, Mary Skipworth, put two and two together and one day in July she came to our house and presented me with a t-shirt with Rockwell’s ’Rosie the Riveter’ on it. I was moved almost to tears. But settled on a great big hug.
Rockwell’s Rosie must have been the fad of the year as my daughter, Cindy, gave me a Rosie, We Can Do It, pot-holder for Mother’s Day. Not to be outdone my sister, Carol, gave me hand towel with the same logo for my birthday. None knew of what the others had done until later. Family can be great friends too. My Wall of Books was one of very first I posted on OurEchoes April 4th 2006.