Just us kids

When John’s friend Dave is in town (or we’re in Seattle), it’s like getting a glimpse of the past. They’ve been friends for so long that they almost revert to the kids they once were. Men will be boys, you know.

Though they met in first grade in tiny Selah, Washington, they didn’t become constant companions until sixth or seventh grade, and they further bonded in two years of wood shop under the tutelage of their beloved Andy Anderson.

I’ve heard stories.

After high school, John took off for the University of Washington in Seattle, never to return to the Yakima Valley except for visits.

Dave went to college closer to home, then ran his own business in Selah. A few years back, he retired, and he and Nora are living the cool life in the hip Ballard neighborhood of Seattle.

We’re all friends now and don’t get to hang out often enough.

But it’s getting more frequent. Dave and Nora have made a few trips here lately, and Dave has come for some long visits, during which the boys have the biggest time, especially when they’re tool-slinging.

Dave (at left) and John acting like boys as they hang Sheetrock in our stairwell upstairs.

Our restoration-project home is looking the better for it, too.

The boys and their toys.

And we love spending time with them in Ballard.

Dave was here last year for Jude’s 5th birthday – Jude calls him “Uncle Dave.” Uncle Dave just left yesterday after another visit, and John’s already feeling the loss.

Old friends mean a lot – they share your past, remember you “when” and comfort you by existing, even when they’re not by your side.

I’m lucky enough to have Anita right here in town and Pam a couple of hours away. Kelly, my friend from when we were 3, is in Springdale, but it’s shameful how infrequently we get together these days. We do always talk on birthdays and our moms keep us up on what the other is doing in between.

My own kiddos are lucky to still be besties with their best friends from junior high, Camille and Jessica for Liz, and Jack for Ben. They all live in Little Rock/North Little Rock and can see each other frequently, and them having each other makes me very happy as a mother.

John’s other best friend, Mike, moved to Antigua (tough job, but somebody’s got to do it), so we see him once in a blue moon, though we did have a fabulous trip to see Mike and Shonnie at the Blue Moon a few years back.

Mike, John, Laura and Shonnie in amazing Antigua.

So that makes the time with Dave all the more precious for John-boy. Grandkids and Nora were tugging on Dave’s heart, so it was definitely time to head to the great Northwest, but I know he left a bit of his heart here, too.

John will take good care of it for him. I’ll help.

Dave is secure enough to model my first dude's apron. He's been a huge cheerleader for my apron-making efforts.

2 thoughts on “Just us kids

  1. I love this story about John and Dave – both are such special friends to one another. And the progress on the walls is impressive! You go guys!

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