We met fresh out of college, new to NYC, a rotating band of roommates in a 2-bedroom walk-up on Christopher Street in the West Village.
Heidi, Jenny, Laura and Me. In ways that matter, we grew up together. After 9 years I left the city, but every chance I get, we visit. This summer, we met in Vermont. Talking, eating, hiking, dancing. Watching us laugh and tell stories, my daughter said, “When you guys were young, I bet you had fun.”
It’s like that with friends you’ve known forever. As though no time has gone by.
