. . . old friends . . .

. . . february 1965 . . .

. . . my dad graduated 

from law school 

at the university of arizona . . .

. . . hallelujah! . . .

. . . we got to move back to mesa 

from tucson . . .

. . . i was six and a half years old 

and in second grade . . . 

. . . a new school and a new ward . . . 

. . . longfellow elementary 

and nineteenth . . . 

. . . i was so lucky . . .

. . . true story: there were 

five girls my age 

named julie in my ward . . . 

. . . they let me 

be their friend anyway . . . 

{l~r: julie dastrup, julie pomeroy, koko head, julie ellsworth, stephanie davis}

{maiden names}

{sorry julies. someone had their eyes closed in every photo}

. . . it was a pretty tight knit group . . .

. . . i feel lucky to still be in touch 

with several of them . . .

. . . we were in touch today 

for a three hour lunch . . . 

. . . we laughed, 

we reminisced, 

we talked about grandkids, 

we hugged . . . 

. . . we all still love each other . . . 

. . . old friends are the best friends . . .

{scroll down to enter the giveaway. 
you've got 'til tuesday the 14th.}