I was with these girls last weekend.
We had a great time in Edenton, NC, a great little historical town in the eastern part of the state. It had its own political protest led by women, the Edenton Tea Party! In 1774, fifty-one women stopped buying English tea and cloth to protest heavy taxation! They drew up resolves to support the First North Carolina Provincial Congress.
We toured historical homes and ate delicious food.
I’ve known these girls my entire life. Decades at this point. Different hairstyles, different weights, different fashions, but the friendships remain solid.
Celebrating Sara before her wedding.
A get-together in high school…at my house.
Three of us met in the Baptist church nursery. Then the other two, the Methodists, joined in first grade. I wish I had a picture of all five of us when we were six. The following will have to do. Three of us, the Baptists, are probably five and standing on the front steps of the church for a Vacation Bible School photo. I’m the third from the left.
We were in Girls Scouts and marching band together. We usually took the same classes. We were in each other’s weddings and witnessed the two divorces. We’ve enjoyed six children between us, and now one of us is awaiting a second grandchild. Wow.
It seems so strange to think about all the decades we’ve shared…the cars, the crushes, the secrets. We have so many stories, it’s impossible to tell them all in one weekend. I can remember so many tiny details and have forgotten tons more, but, oh, I’m so grateful to have these girls still in my life.
Chloe. Hope. Ellen. Sara. Susan.
CHESS
My introduction to North Carolina nine years ago was reading a book from Wilma B’s Little Free Library in Pine Level (because I couldn’t get a library card until I got my new driver’s license). It was “White Gloves and Collards” a memoir by Helen Pruden Kaufmann, who grew up in Edenton! We all need to embrace our writer friends and keep them near!
Yes! That sounds like an interesting book!