My parents were married in 1947. They were already fast friends with Dorothy and Bill Vize. The two women had been together in nurses' training at Victoria Hospital, London.
This month my Mom celebrated her 90th birthday. Part of the day's celebration included a visit to the Vize home in South London. Imagine! Dorth and Bill are still keeping up the old homestead at ages 92 and 93 respectively. And she is certified blind and he a long-time diabetic.
Daughter Lynda, a retired university professor in Education lives in Kingston with husband Dennis. My brother Scott and I have considered her like a sister.
Every day Mom chats with Dorth by phone. Every day. The conversations are rich with empathy, laughter and memories. Those shared cottage summers, trips to the Detroit Zoo, Sunday dinners at one home or the other, card games, Nurses' reunions, high school events and sports for the kids, summer Y camp visits, general YMCA involvement, sunny visits to the farm of Bill and Nadine Danforth, Bill's drumming spot with the Johnny Downs Dance Band, the business men's coffee club most working mornings for Jack and Bill (Bill was a long time general insurance broker and Dad was a sporting goods retailer).
Dorothy worked many years as a nurse for Dr. Morris Wearing, a London obstetrician. There she comforted many women on the birthing journey and other concerns. Her soothing voice and straightforward manner.
Last Saturday Dorothy and Bev, upright and active, ran into each other's arms and laughed and kissed, saying "I love you".
Do we see such committed friendships these days? Not likely. The society is so mobile and driven that there is little time to sit down and appreciate. But these two...Dorothy and Bill and their friends Bev (and Jack) remind us of good old days and good old ways.
Bravo with Love.