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Thursday Thoughts: Silver and Gold Friends

(This is my second post in one week's time in which I mention children's songs.  Maybe I should devote an entire future post to music. . . .)

I believe I was a Brownie or Camp Fire Girl when I learned the little song:  "Make new friends, but keep the old.  One is silver and the other gold."  I've had ample opportunity to make and keep friends throughout my life. 

Although I lived in the same house for most of my growing-up years, I've lived several different places as an adult.  In each place I've lived, I've met wonderful new friends.  And in the case of blogging followers, some new friends I've never even met, and come from places I've never even visited. 

Technology allows us to connect over vast distances, but it also allows us to reconnect.  Thanks to facebook, many of my classmates from grade school have "friended" each other.  Collectively, we have identified individuals from class photos and even remembered the words to the (relatively obscure) Christmas song our school sang every December.  We cheer on those with challenges, and celebrate the happy moments. 


Would we have imagined years ago that we would still be in contact with our classmates now?  Probably.  After all, we were singing together, "Make new friends, but keep the old.  One is silver and the other gold."

Have you stayed in touch with childhood friends?  Has technology played a role?
Thanks to all of you "Gingerbread House"-singing, 3-legged-race-running, ceramics-painting, field-trip-taking friends of mine, as well as those of you whom I met when we were supposedly past that stage.



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  1. That song is on one of the CDs I have for the kids. Great song. I don't keep in touch with anyone from grade school, but high school friends are many. We even vacation with some high school friends each summer. Funny how things from so many years ago can tie you together so tightly.

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  2. I'll tell you that Facebook made all the difference for reconnecting with friends from elementary and high school. We "talk" all the time again and we're all over the country too.

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  3. Technology is amazing for re-connecting with long lost pals and for making new ones. It has made a huge difference for me..especially when distances are a factor.

    P.S. Way to go girl on finding those shoes!!!!! You rock at finding the deals!!!!

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