We have met, and we have talked, and we have walked down the memory lane, 61 years back in time.
My old buddy from the childhood and me. More or less since we were born we lived across the street in this small, north norwegian town, under the Aurea Borealis and the Stars of the polar nights, as well as the everlasting sunshine and never ending days in the summer.
Funny, it was never raining in those days.
We were laying on our backs under the street lights monitoring the millions of snowflakes, some of them quietly ending their flight through the winter night right at our faces. Instantly melting to water streaming endlessly into the mouth.
We talked about life, the future and the neighbour woman who always gave us cake and told us to go straight home.
"Straight home" ment aprox 76 meters for Harald and another 20 for me. Then u might understand how big, - or small. - our childhood universe was.
We were probably neither better nor worse than most kids, but we were absolutely the most inventive. Not always very entusiasticly approved or apreciated by our parents or our neighbours, but we always got out of the trouble, - probably because we were the best sprinters in the street.
When we were about 6-7 our parents built our new homes, and unfortunately they were on either side of this small town. Not very far, - unless you are 6-7. So - in a way, end of story?
Facebook is both a blessing and a curse, depending on the circumstances and intentions. However, we
found each other, and this week Harald and his most charming wife has been spending their holidays
in Spain.
We have talked, rememberd and laughed.
And best of all, - we have agreed that we will continue where it (almost) ended, - 61 years ago.
We still have a lot undone ....
My old buddy from the childhood and me. More or less since we were born we lived across the street in this small, north norwegian town, under the Aurea Borealis and the Stars of the polar nights, as well as the everlasting sunshine and never ending days in the summer.
Funny, it was never raining in those days.
We were laying on our backs under the street lights monitoring the millions of snowflakes, some of them quietly ending their flight through the winter night right at our faces. Instantly melting to water streaming endlessly into the mouth.
We talked about life, the future and the neighbour woman who always gave us cake and told us to go straight home.
"Straight home" ment aprox 76 meters for Harald and another 20 for me. Then u might understand how big, - or small. - our childhood universe was.
We were probably neither better nor worse than most kids, but we were absolutely the most inventive. Not always very entusiasticly approved or apreciated by our parents or our neighbours, but we always got out of the trouble, - probably because we were the best sprinters in the street.
When we were about 6-7 our parents built our new homes, and unfortunately they were on either side of this small town. Not very far, - unless you are 6-7. So - in a way, end of story?
Facebook is both a blessing and a curse, depending on the circumstances and intentions. However, we
found each other, and this week Harald and his most charming wife has been spending their holidays
in Spain.
We have talked, rememberd and laughed.
And best of all, - we have agreed that we will continue where it (almost) ended, - 61 years ago.
We still have a lot undone ....
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