At 8:00 tonight I’m winding down.  I pop to the kitchen to care for some dishes and look out the window.  There is Lane Janke, a friend from years past.  He drops by every so often.

We sit down to tea and talk.  And after an hour or so, we push out the door to the local A&W.  There we talk some more.

I invite Lane to stay overnight.  We gave he same invitation about 30 years ago, and he stayed for months!  Those were the old days.  Today it will just be a short stay with a little extra time to talk some more.

I love friends.  They remind me of the past, refresh me in the present and push me to consider the future.

By the way, Lane paid for the Root Beer — can’t be all bad!!