A Gang Remembered


They called us a Gang. Jokingly, endearingly, simply because we were always together. Five girls. How we came together, stayed together is something from the Twilight Zone. Rod Serling surely couldn’t crack the code.

We journeyed through High School on winds and waves of girl driven emotions. A thread held commonness between two but not the others, a paper clip attached another two. Threads and paper clips cast aside, we wound the remnants together and linked ourselves together. We thought our chain was steadfast and secure.

If you happened upon one you soon found four more, around a corner, in the next seat, or in one of the other’s car. The din of our laughter from ribbing, razzing and roaring was the spice we sprinkled liberally over ourselves and anyone else who joined us.

Our haven was the “Main Drag” – Big Don’s Drive-In to the “7/11″ ; loop it around and start all over again. We were in our element. There was heedless driving, braying car horns, fervent shouts at friends, enemies and occasionally an unsuspecting passerby who strayed across our path.

Wolf Auto parking lot was the favored hang out, where heaping gobs of teenagers from 13 to wanna be teens conglomerated. We created memories from our diversions and amusements.

Radio dials precisely twisted, tuning in KOMA because the local station only played Rock on Sunday. We knew the words to songs like they were our own and sang them with fierce emotions loud enough for the rest of the drag to hear.

CB radios linked us with the rest of the world. Hollerin’ out to one or the other for her “20″ and 10-4’ing another confirming something profound or mundane. We coordinated rendezvous’ and pick ups and reconnected the gang for a run on the town with the click and static of the 70’s version of a celllphone.

Weekends were mined for minutes and seconds to chip away the curfew hole as big as possible. Often there was danger because we punch the hole too big and the crevasse of the parents brow would deepen as they waited and worried.

We believed our Gang immortal, unaware our chain was flawed, for time was kryptonite eroding it after our mortar boards flew. Now time has become the cure as links are replaced by hands and a new gang rises from the ashes of the old.


An ode to my old gang and the memories, love and fun we shared. A blog prompt given to we who write by Write On Edge with the memoir side of the site RemembeRED. I’m not sure I followed the prompt as well as I should have, but this is how our story came out. Here’s how the prompt went:

This week, we’d like you to explore friendship. You can talk about a current friendship or one from your past, a friend you met over kindergarten snacks or happy hour at your first job. Examine your emotional interest in the friendship and the role it plays, or played, in your life.

The word limit for this prompt is 400 words. While that may not seem like many words to devote to a friend you’ve known for thirty years, try to provide us with a snapshot that encompasses your feelings about the friendship.

Write on Edge: RemembeRED

Giving Thanks

Sometimes the words of others serve to inspire or make me stop and think. Some of my facebook friends are posting daily about what they are thankful for. With Thanksgiving next week it’s a wonderful idea to spend time giving thanks for the things big and small that impact daily life. I may not be posting my thanks but I am thankful for so much and in turn, I am thankful to my friends for sharing with me (and others) the special moments in their lives.

Here are some that I found inspiring, thought provoking or just made me smile. Names aren’t important but the words are.

today I am very thankful that I have a warm home with a comfortable bed. It’s cold outside. Many people are homeless.

today I am thankful for the convenience of our grocery stores! We are very spoiled as compared to the good ole days!!

I am thankful for my own resourcefulness:))

Today and every day am thankful for my precious husband.

Every day should be a day of thanksgiving.

is thankful for compassionate people.

today I am very thankful that I have food in my belly, cupboards, and refrigerator for many people all around the world are starving.

today I am very thankful to have so many wonderful things planned for today.

today I’m thankful for a snoring husband…at least he’s beside me:))

today I am very thankful that my hubby is smoke’n some delicious food today for his work buddies. I know I will not have to make dinner tonight.

Today I am thankful for the courage to do what I know is right.

Today I am very thankful for all of the wonderful friends I have in my life. I have many friends that I don’t see too often only cause you live to far.

Today I’m thankful for all of my friends. Friends who are down the street or far away; friends I’ve known from childhood and friends who are brand new; friends I’ve never met face to face and friends I know by heart.

Friends take away loneliness and shine light on our path so we don’t stumble.  Friendship is a special love God gave us to share with anyone we are willing to listen to in confidence, laugh and cry with, celebrate with or complain to and be available whenever and wherever we are needed.

Thank God for giving me friends, and entrusting me to BE a friend.