“We’ll be Friends Forever, won’t we, Pooh?’ asked Piglet. Even longer,’ Pooh answered.”

The weather, other than Friday’s rain, was lovely all weekend. Though I had missed the peak foliage in New Hampshire, in Mont Vernon, there was still enough color to make every view spectacular especially the one from the top of a hill close to Bill and Peg’s house. Stretched out in front of me were rows and rows of trees in reds and yellows. The whole scene, unblemished by wires or houses or roads, made me think impressionism, of a panoramic painting left as a gift for all of us.

Gracie, other than when she jumped out of the car and started running up and down the street as soon as we arrived, was a perfect guest. Bill walked her all over including a 2 and 1/2 mile hike on Saturday and a shorter but more memorable walk on Sunday when Gracie saw her first porcupine and was unfazed. By the end of the weekend, she had settled right in and on Sunday morning was stretched on the couch between Peg and me with her head resting on Peg while she napped and snored.

I hadn’t seen my friends in forty-one years. We were in Bolga together for a year and have the most amazing shared memories. We even have many of the same pictures, and their living room has several of the same Ghanaian crafts I have in mine. Our reunion was seamless, as if I had been with them all along in time. We laughed a lot remembering things like our motorcycle accidents, his and mine were both caused by goats, and the trips we took together to Ouagadougou, Togo and Benin, which was Dahomey in our day. We had dinner together most nights in Bolga, and Bill remembered endless meals of goat. In one picture of theirs, both our motorcycles, his red and mine grey, were parked in front of their side of the duplex. Bill asked why I had parked there as if we could conjure the memory, as if it were just a few weeks ago. The weekend made me realize that Bill and Peg are the dear friends I’ve held tightly in my memories all these years, older, but mostly unchanged.

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17 Comments on ““We’ll be Friends Forever, won’t we, Pooh?’ asked Piglet. Even longer,’ Pooh answered.””

  1. Hedley Says:

    Please do not forget the Heffalump who was rather naughty in the 100 acre wood.
    Gracie would not like the Heffalump

    • katry Says:

      My Dear hedley,
      Gracie would bark at any intruder, Heffalump included, though i suspect they’d become fast friends.

      • Hedley Says:

        Gracie is probably still recovering from her ride in the Katmobile, for hour after hour listening to Lennie. I hope she was able to stretch her legs and get a good run upon arrival

      • Hedley Says:

        Would you please let Gracie know that the Eels have announced a brand new album “Wonderful Glorious” for February 5th.

      • katry Says:

        I will pass the word along to Gracie!

  2. olof1 Says:

    That’s how itb is with very good friends, it feels like it was just yesterday we left each other and we continue like it was 🙂

    We’ve had an unusually colorful autumn here this year, but still it’s nothing like what I’ve seen on photographs from the Rocky Mountains or the Appalachian mountains.

    I thought Heffalumps only lived in Britain 🙂

    Have a great day!

    • katry Says:

      I think this was an American Heffalump from New Hampshire.

      Here on the Cape we don’t have those colors either. There are just not enough of a variety of trees.

      It was such a fun weekend!

  3. flyboybob Says:

    I have been very lucky in the last couple of years because I have found a couple of old friends from my high school and college days. We have yet to get together but we do correspond via e-mail.

    Here the leaves don’t change until well into november. We also don’t have the variety of trees in Texas that you have in New England. I think every tree in North Texas was planted since the only native trees are mesquite and scrub oak.

    It’s always good to hear when the pet travels well. I would not want to take our two male dogs would immediately start marking their territory all over the house.

    • katry Says:

      I love that you have found friends again as I know the joy it has brought me. That was also how my friends and I restarted our friendship: the phone and e-mail.

      The Cape doesn’t have the same variety as most of the state. We’re stuck with the scrub oak and pine. I would have told you we didn’t have the color until my first year home from Ghana when I noticed all the fall beauty around here.

      Gracie left her mark outside on the walks. Bill said she went the bathroom a million times. I know he was exaggerating, but I also know she probably did squat many, many times.

  4. Gee Whiz Kat,
    What a great time you had. So pleased that Gracie was the perfect lady. Compliments to her & her dynamic trainer of course

    • katry Says:

      Dear Pete,
      I think I was lucky with Miss Gracie, but she did shine as a house guest.

      It was the best weekend with wonderful friends!!

  5. Rick Oztown Says:

    I’ve been Skyping friends I haven’t seen in 40+ years of late. It is like having a window into their home with them sitting on the other side of the window, gray and still themselves.

  6. Bill S. Says:


    Something’s lost and something’s gained in living everyday, but in our case and yours, nothing has changed.

    Gracie did indeed go a million times–I counted.

    Today (Tuesday) is leave cleanup day. I have tried to keep up but am now way behind. (What if I just left them???)

    • katry Says:

      It was the best weekend. I had so much fun just being with the both of you. Dinner last night was delicious, compliments of Peg!

      Gracie misses you! Now she goes in and out her dog door, but it isn’t as much fun as all those new smells. Gracie was happy to leave a bit of herself behind on those walks.

      No leaves here, just a lawn with pine needles which won’t get raked for a while as they take a while to drop.

      If you left them, it might be like mulching!

  7. Bill S. Says:

    That’s LEAF, not leave–or maybe it should be leaves cleanup–whatever…..

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