we have dinner with old family friends. these are my parents' closest couple friends, i explain to HOM.
it is a delightful evening. we remember their histories relive their adventures and recall their triumphs. they tell me how the young men courted the young women and we talk about dad with fondness admiration and regard. the company is convivial and civilized and the night ends too soon.
it is a great blessing, i think, to have people who grow old with you and do not become bitter with life.
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