The Poem-a-Day Series, poem #75

Hugh, my longest and earliest friend. We started in grade 1 in 1955, later going to the same high school and university. We lived on the same street. We are still friends today and have exchanged visits. We continue to talk about the past, our old school friends, cultural trends, the arts, and music. Hugh is a bright guy and was the first friend I looked up to and deferred to, knowledge-wise. (With a special nod to Dave, his car bud, who joined us in high school daze.)

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