Tag: Friends

Swimming at Noyes Pool This Afternoon

Posted on February 1, 2024 by

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There is no one in the pool but the two of us, two friends in their seventies who’ve been swimming together for over forty years. A young lifeguard with shaggy curly blond hair watches over us while we swim laps. Me swimming the freestyle… Continue Reading “Swimming at Noyes Pool This Afternoon”

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Four on the Floor

Posted on May 24, 2021 by

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I worried that I’d forgotten how to have a conversation. By conversation, I mean unscripted dialogue full of stories, tangents, wisecracks, and swift, wacky left turns. Shared history, old jokes, affection, and playfulness. Purposeless talk. Most of the discourse I’ve shared with other people… Continue Reading “Four on the Floor”

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I Used to Be So Smart

Posted on July 28, 2018 by

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Know-it-all friends. Ever had one? Ever been one? My husband and I were friends with a couple who always had all the answers no matter the topic. They were like human encyclopedias but with a yellow post-it note on the page with the right… Continue Reading “I Used to Be So Smart”

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Swimming Dreams

Posted on July 6, 2013 by

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I love swimming more than a normal person and my friend, Karen, loves swimming more than me. We go to a Master’s swim class together which makes her giddy with joy every week. I like it a lot but never get giddy. I’m her… Continue Reading “Swimming Dreams”

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