It is sad, that I really have little memory of my High School and later years. I started drinking and abusing myself at that time.
(I don’t think I want to know or remember. I know I am ashamed of what I do remember).
Yet, I have many fond memories of my younger years, I had 4 close friends, I would like to thank.
As a young guy growing up in Ashburnham, I was blessed to know some wonderful people.
I kicked a kid in the face, on the slide, in first grade, (an accident), he became a close friend for many years.
Leo, you amaze me with your knowledge and the memories you share on the Ashburnham site.
Somehow you have grown into a valuable asset to our little home town. I have many fond memories.
Your folks were so kind to me. I still chuckle, for trying to eat the fruit that was always on the kitchen table.
I think I had a crush on your Mom, and hoped to grow up and be ruggedly handsome like your Dad.
I wish I had kept the service patches and medals I begged from him. You should have gotten them.
I spent time on your front porch, drinking beer and pouring out my troubles, after my failed marrige. I remember the kindness and wisdom, your folks shared.
The only reason I know how we met is you told me. I don’t seem to remember much, my eyes were always on myself.
Thank you for your friendship.
I have no idea how I met Joe, unless it was band, with Mrs Williams. (She was great).
Joe, I played more catch with you than should be legal. Football in grammar school, with Tom and Rick.
Walking home from football games in our Band Uniform’s.
I didn’t have a lot of contact with your Dad, but your Mom was so sweet.
We played at your house, all the time.
My dog caused me to crash my bike in front of your house. Your Mom came running out to help me.
I enjoyed my visits with her in later years, and I enjoy Matthew’s FB posts.
I was pleased to see your recent anniversary photos, congratulations.
I should have paid more attention to both you and Leo, you are both better men than I. Good examples, I ignored.
I wasted so many years in a bottle, the first half of my life. So glad I found the Lord.
Tom, was fun, popular, caring and a great friend, from football to swimming at his house.
Always a laugh, and a joy to be with. His Mom was always so kind.
Bruce, my rock and roll band mate. Thank you for the prayers. I am determined to have a better later years then the first.
Our bands, were the pits, but your friendship, priceless. You have been such a blessing since you found me on line.
You have given me hope and confidence even with my spelling. To know someone who was interested in my posts.
My heart goes out to you and Chris, I hope you are finding joy in your lives again.
I still remember the joke Chris’s Dad told me, the one time I visited her home. (I was scared to death of him).
Why do dogs have their tales between their legs, when they are running away?
Do you know?
I didn’t spend much time at your house, but was so impressed with the phone stuff, your Mom was a dispatcher or something?
Again, my eyes were on me…. sorry.
I had many others I was friendly with, but was closest to these four.
Thank you guys, you all made my youth a better place.
To all the girls I knew before. Please forgive me, my ignorance. When I was young and stupid, I was.