skirts, flyers, and lemonade stands...

I ran into an old friend yesterday. She was on the campus working a girls basketball camp... and she saw people standing on street corners in skirts... and thought to herself, "hmm... I wonder if Em is around some place..." and sure enough, she spotted me, and then positioned herself in my vacinity so when I turned around, there she was in clear view. Awh, it was a sweet reunion. She thinks we are a "little extreme"... and sometimes I have to agree with her,... but not today, Freshmen orientation... young people starting college need the opportunity to meet people who aren't going to brainwash them away from their beliefs or persecute them for what they believe... She was a sovereign recepient of a refreshing cup of lemonade just 5 years ago... I think she barely remembers... other drinks can start to do that to you... cause you to loose your memory... but I remember... I remember the OLJ written in a Sharpe pen across the toe of her practice shoes... I remember a song sung to me over the phone late at night, with words written by a young poet beginning to express a longing deep within her. I remember...