Jan 11, 2023·edited Jan 11, 2023Liked by Sari Botton, Kate Walter
Great story. Thank you. I've been feeling lonely for true friends and companionship. most of the people in my soul tribe died, some of them turned out to be dirty rats and others just have not been there.
I've had many hospitalisations and heart procedures in the last 10 years. And I'll tell you what… If your life collapses, if you get sick.if you fall down on hard times, . that's when you find out who your friends are. In my experience, you can count them on one hand and still have fingers left over.
As a 70 year old I really resonated with this story and with the time back in the day of the village and gay bars that my friend used to take me to. Remember Julius?
You are blessed to have ended up with that wonderful little beach cottage AND a place in the village --- and I wish you much happiness. In this digital Internet age where nobody calls anybody anymore, nobody seems to know how to talk anymore and hang out in person and listen to Steely Dan, if you have a friend that you can sit on the beach and talk to who speaks the same language and understands the same references. I'm really glad you have that because it's pure gold.✨🙏✨
And God bless Ian for coming around and finding you!
This is wonderful, Kate! I think as we get older, our "new" friends/lovers are often people from our past, whether we knew them well then or not. Congratulations on finding each other again!
A truly beautiful reconnection & recollection! I dream & wonder about ‘old’ friends. Kate, your well written reunion story pushes my hopeful button. 😍👍🏼
I love the heartbeat of this story--the reconnection between two old friends who once helped steer each other over a scary, thrilling threshhold. And yes, genuince coolness may get a little buried by our judgmental minds, but it never truly leaves us. Thank you for this summertime jolt!
I have been busy, so I just got around to reading this now. What a great story! I am sure I used to read your reviews in The Aquarian Weekly since I used to get it all the time in the mid-1970s (I liked the articles, though mostly I remember the personals.) I am going to read your books.
Just lovely! This story has made me feel really wistful - I'm absolutely shocking at keeping in touch with people, and reading this post has encouraged me to think about reestablishing some faded connections. Thank you.
Old friends are the keepers of our history. I’m glad you and Ian found each other again--and that you shared the story here with such grace and insight. As you say, replenishing one’s friends becomes increasingly important with age. The obvious answer is to make new friends, but there’s a special sweetness in reconnecting with our Ians.
Great story. Thank you. I've been feeling lonely for true friends and companionship. most of the people in my soul tribe died, some of them turned out to be dirty rats and others just have not been there.
I've had many hospitalisations and heart procedures in the last 10 years. And I'll tell you what… If your life collapses, if you get sick.if you fall down on hard times, . that's when you find out who your friends are. In my experience, you can count them on one hand and still have fingers left over.
As a 70 year old I really resonated with this story and with the time back in the day of the village and gay bars that my friend used to take me to. Remember Julius?
You are blessed to have ended up with that wonderful little beach cottage AND a place in the village --- and I wish you much happiness. In this digital Internet age where nobody calls anybody anymore, nobody seems to know how to talk anymore and hang out in person and listen to Steely Dan, if you have a friend that you can sit on the beach and talk to who speaks the same language and understands the same references. I'm really glad you have that because it's pure gold.✨🙏✨
And God bless Ian for coming around and finding you!
I wish somebody would come and find me!
All the best to you Kate!
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This is wonderful, Kate! I think as we get older, our "new" friends/lovers are often people from our past, whether we knew them well then or not. Congratulations on finding each other again!
Great piece and gorgeous photos. Wish I had an Ian.
Super fun to read. 🫵🏼
A truly beautiful reconnection & recollection! I dream & wonder about ‘old’ friends. Kate, your well written reunion story pushes my hopeful button. 😍👍🏼
I love the heartbeat of this story--the reconnection between two old friends who once helped steer each other over a scary, thrilling threshhold. And yes, genuince coolness may get a little buried by our judgmental minds, but it never truly leaves us. Thank you for this summertime jolt!
This is such a beautiful story ❤️ Thank you for sharing!
I just love all of this so much
Thank you for sharing this warm and entertaining story, Kate!
I have been busy, so I just got around to reading this now. What a great story! I am sure I used to read your reviews in The Aquarian Weekly since I used to get it all the time in the mid-1970s (I liked the articles, though mostly I remember the personals.) I am going to read your books.
Just lovely! This story has made me feel really wistful - I'm absolutely shocking at keeping in touch with people, and reading this post has encouraged me to think about reestablishing some faded connections. Thank you.
Old friends are the keepers of our history. I’m glad you and Ian found each other again--and that you shared the story here with such grace and insight. As you say, replenishing one’s friends becomes increasingly important with age. The obvious answer is to make new friends, but there’s a special sweetness in reconnecting with our Ians.