Fifty years of friendships. . .fifty years of bonds between people working and having fun together, raising their children and living in neighborhoods together, engaging in community projects and organizations together.
People who share values and concerns and who make good things happen for each other. . .
Friends recently hosted an anniversary celebration: a celebration for all of us who have exuberantly participated in the continuity of small town life, who have watched ties between our own children and their friends, between people whom we have seen grow up before our eyes and whom have become personal friends as adults.
Joys and sorrows crisscross as we have lost some whom we love. Troubles have been there. But gossamer threads have encircled us as we have grown and changed over the years.
Nowhere today do I see a public account of the richness of life which many of us have experienced together in decades of living in rural Mid-America.
Do people know what they are missing?
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