Today’s post is more about what I’m saying than the photographs as they’re not great.
Today I went to the funeral of the wife of an old friend that I grew up with and played with. His wife was a young lady and leaves behind two beautiful younger ladies and a good husband. She was a Filipino lady and the Filipino community came around and supported the family in their hour of need and helped out at the funeral by singing and praying in both their own language and ours which was beautiful.
So I want to tell a little about my life. I grew up with this friend and grew apart as happens in life but when I met him today it was the look and the hug and no words that meant we don’t forget our own childhood friends, when we had fun, games and happiness. I told their little girls one story today from our childhood.
When we were growing up we played tricks and had innocent fun. We would put tomato sauce on us and lay on the ground at the side of the road and put a bicycle on top of us and scare the living daylights out of people. On one of these days his uncle came along and saw us, he stopped thinking the worst and of course we got up and ran, so he then went to his nephew’s parent’s house and ya we go into trouble.
So what I’m trying to say is enjoy life, be happy and don’t hurt or harm anyone but go out and have fun. Life is too short.
I was the back seat passenger