Old Friends

Old Friends
Here I am with my old pal Diane, in a photo booth somewhere in Millburn, NJ. Diane and I have been friends since 2nd grade, and although she moved away before high school, and we kept in pretty good touch for awhile, but then drifted apart. Fast forward to around 1983, when Diane read an article in the newspaper in Philadelphia, about a local guy who rode a specially equipped hand-cycle that was designed by Bill Warner, my brother. Diane wrote to the paper, asking them to forward a letter to my brother, and in that letter asked him to forward a letter to me. I was living in northern England at the time, and was sooooo happy to hear from her after all those years. From that point onwards, we have spent countless hours on the phone, emails, and visits. In 1996 I moved to Wallingford, PA, and lived about a mile away from Diane and her family for many happy years. My daughter Molly and Diane's daughters have been good friends for a long time, and I'm hoping the cycle continues. And even though we now live on different coasts, our friendship thrives. Thanks, Di!