Back before I was thought about, my parents and grandparents lived overseas, stationed at military bases during the fifties and sixties. During this time my grandparents met a young man, Tony, who they became fast friends with, a friendship that lasted a lifetime. They were there for his wedding day and the pictures of that day hold a special place in our family photo albums. In time, my grandparents returned
home to South Dakota, my parents returned to Florida and Tony moved to New Zealand. A few years later, Tony and his bride welcomed a daughter and named her after my mother, Joanne.
Joanne, Granny, MomIn 1984, when I was in college, Tony and Joanne made the trek to South Dakota to visit. She was 10 years old and that was the first and last time I had seen both of them. (As far as I recall -that is.) And unfortunately, my mother's address book was misplaced in the shuffle after her death so I no longer had a record of my mother's friends and acquaintances.
My grandparents, mom, Joanne & Tony (this is the picture you mentioned, J.)Then last August my Aunt forwarded an email to me from Tony. (
My Aunt and Uncle had stayed in contact with him all these years.) Joanne, now an adult, was coming to Southern California on holiday and they wondered if I was living there. Needless to say, I was ecstatic to have her stay with us.
We had a wonderful time catching up and getting to know each other at the same time.
At California Adventure - this is what happens when you hand your camera over to some old dude that says "I love taking pictures for people" with a little too much exuberance. I SO need a haircut!But what really touched me, is that the special friendship of our parents had with each other carries over to our generation. although I only had a few days; I feel, in a way, that Joanne is "family" to us.
Then again, growing up her parents were always considered "part of the family" in my house.
I can honestly say that my mom was very touched to have someone named after her; and I am happy to know that she is a wonderful, funny, beautiful person my mom would be proud of and who I am honored to now call "friend".New Zealand, here we come!
2 comments:
What a special story and friend! :) And what a great excuse to travel to New Zealand!
Aww. That was a great story! :)
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