
I was so struck at the depth of their love for each other. They were two different personalities so it was expressed in different ways, but nevertheless, a deep and abiding love for each other.
Ann's love for Lucy was unconditional in a way you only expect from your mother or dog. She forgave every transgression and was always there for Lucy. Lucy gave to Ann a totally foreign view on life, which I think Ann was very thankful for. People give to each other in very strange and wonderful ways. And they take.
I was equally struck by Lucy's inability to see how surrounded by love she was. She yearned for the intimate male/female bonding, but it was her circle of friends who gathered around her in each crisis. But I suppose that is a primal urge... and not mine to disparage. It is certainly one I have sought to the detriment of friendships on occasion.
To illustrate- one of my favorite photos of me and two close friends- Louise and my little sister Reta, letting loose at my Dad's camp in Vermont. This photo was taken around 1985. We are still friends. Truly beautiful!
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Hey, is it your book or the lib.?
Library..... my library is so convenient that I use it all the time. My librarian will buy or borrow anything I ask for.
Librarians are a weird lot, but I am not sure what we could replace them with.
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