on Feb 20th, 2006Sweet Julie, The Powerball Lottery, and Losing Touch in Honolulu
The past, if it means anything, usually requires two people that shared it. Flicking through an old yearbook will do wonders for reviving a feeling about the past. When the present comes up short in the relationship department, the past offers an opportunity to reconnect with people who shared a nice chunk of time with you - the kind of time that only comes in bits and pieces in today’s frantic world. There’s no time anymore to relax and get to know a person the way you could during summer camp or during the four years of being an undergraduate.
Have you ever heard a coyote howl in the middle of the night? Something similar happens when the heart grows weak with remembrance and longs for a shared feeling of comfort and familiarity. Here’s one such howl from a man in Honolulu. He misses his sweet Julie. Will Julie hear his cry?
Are you the mystery winner of the $345 million Powerball lottery? I didn’t think so. But as their tagline goes, “Hey, you never know” or better yet, “Somebody’s gotta win!”
Childhood sweetheart-Julie Stiehl - m4w - 44
Where are you my sweet Julie? I have missed you since we met in CA and I went to see you and went night skiing with your dad. I headed far east in the military and lost touch.