“She was My Oldest Dearest Friend”


As I head back to my west-coast home the words above, my mom’s words, ring in my ears. Three days after her wonderful birthday party, she lost a dear friend. How dear? They were both born an hour apart, at the same hospital, on April 27, 1915.

They met when they were in first grade and became good friends. They sat next to each other and played together at St. Boniface grade school for eight years. They went to high school together.
kid friends
They married and went dining, dancing and doing fun things as two couples for many decades.

Mary and my mom celebrated their 90th co-birthday together nine years ago. We children of the two gals planned it and we had a huge two-name cake and friends of both families attended.

Mom hoped she would see Mary last Sunday and celebrate their 99th together. Mary was not feeling well enough to attend mom’s party. She passed away Wednesday, three days after her own 99th birthday.

There can’t be many other non-related people born on the same day and go through school and life as friends for 99 years. That’s amazing.

This happy spring-time in Indiana has a few overtones that are unpleasant.

I lost two close friends last month. One was a very special friend I met in high school and he touched my heart with his humor and kindness, his dedication to his church, and his incredible love for his family. I was proud he was my friend. The adventures we had together in our teen-years are too crazy even for my books.

Over the Easter weekend another dear friend passed away. I met her less than four years ago but she also touched my heart with her spirit, humor, great wit, compassion and wonderful writing skills. It was an honor to know her and spend time with her.

So, mom and I were both happy to spend time together, but we also mourned together.

“Death smiles at us all, all a man can do is smile back.”
― Marcus AureliusMeditations

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3 Responses to “She was My Oldest Dearest Friend”

  1. McGuire, Amy says:

    A beautiful tribute to Mary & Dorothy and Dorothy & Dan, and to dear friends everywhere!

    Amy McGuire
    Visual and Performing Arts Administrator
    Panama-Buena Vista Union School District
    5901 Schirra Ct.
    Bakersfield, CA 93313
    cell: 661-858-9332
    fax: 661-836-9710
    amcguire@pbvusd.net

    This communication and any attachments may contain confidential and privileged information for the use of the designated recipient(s) named above. Any unauthorized review, use, disclosure or distribution is strictly prohibited. If you are not the intended recipient, please reply to the sender and destroy all copies of the original message.

  2. fiddlrts says:

    Your whole series on your mom is touching. I’m enjoying it, bittersweet as it is.

  3. heyannis says:

    Beautiful, Dan. There is nothing like life-long friends. There is nothing like dear friends. Whenever these special and precious ones come into our lives, we are enriched and blessed. Thank you. xoA

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