Bunco Days

Tonight I got together with some dear old friends.  Back in the day we played Bunco together once a month.  Over the 10+ years of dice rolling, candy eating, loud talking, prize giving memories, we shared births, deaths, laughter, silliness, good and poor health.  There were silent votes, days we couldn't have bunco (because it was Flag Day) and baby showers.  These nights were always filled with sharing, caring, advice, head shaking moments.

Tonight was a reunion of sorts.  With 8 of the 12 in attendance, we had dinner at the pub to share the warmth of our forever friendship, to catch up on how many grandchildren everyone had and to reconnect after many years of the casualness of seeing people around the valley.

The pub was busy.  The talking and laughter, deafening.  We had a lot to say and a lot to laugh about.  Do you remember....  came up a lot.  Do you remember how worried Mr. Z was about us when we all loaded in Marsha's van, rolled out, filed into the store?  He knew all of us.  Worked with some of us.  Taught some of us in the 5th grade.  It's a small place we live in. 

We lost one of our bunco members some years ago.  Kathy was a dear sweet lady.  Quiet, always had a kind word to say.  A couple of us have lost loved ones not so long ago.  It was nice to be with friends who were compassionate and thoughtful. 

Our friendship and memories will be cherished forever.