On one of my funeral visits I stopped by Frabbrinis, a flower shop where I used to buy a lot of corsages, presents and a lot of bouquets as apologies. I was looking to find Lori. Lori and I have known each other since junior high school. One time when I was school president and Lori was secretary, she was involved in a senior food fight that got out of hand. She needed a clean set of clothes, so she cleaned up and wore my fresh gym suit around the rest of the day. That she was waering a shirt labeled 'Sharpe' raised some eyebrows but it was very funny. She and her best friend, Jane, used to borrow my Camaro and bring us all lunch in the student council office and occasionally margaritas.Unfortunately, Lori wasn't there because her dad was in the hospital not looking good. I talked to Jim, the owner, and bought her a flower. I knew I would be traveling and wouldn't be able to get back again for the funeral I hope in some way it gave her some comfort and she knew her friend was thinking about her.
At night I don’t like to drive very far so after dropping my date off at her home, I stayed in my old town for the night. It ended up being a couple of days. That first night I went into the local pub we all used to visit. My brother and my sister both worked there. It is called The Neighborhood Inn. I told the owner it was the first bar I had a "legal" drink in. I remember the day my dad took me in to buy it for me and Jenny, the bartender, asked,"T.S, you want your usual?" ...Turned out the owner was a girl I knew a long time ago around that time, She and her husband bought it from the owners I knew, Jim and Judy. Small world.There's a much younger pierced and tattooed crowd there these days, but still a lot of fun to be in a place where we all spent a lot of time.