January 3, 2009

• Here are two of the treasures I found buried in the chaff:

  The first is a photo of Don with his co-workers at NEC back in the Good Ol' Days.  The man sitting next to my Don (blond, wearing a white, horizontal-striped shirt) is also named Don, and was his boss.  Most of the others were also salespeople, except for the man second from the right - who isn't facing the camera - who is Fred, the sales engineer, and with whom we remained friends.

  Happy, happy days, those were.  Don sold his way into the President's Club and in 1998 we went to Hawaii, and the next year to Bermuda.  I'd have to say the trip to Hawaii was truly one of the most carefree, happy times of our lives.  The world was our oyster, and the possibilities appeared limitless.

  

  This next is a photo of us I never saw before, at least not that I recollect.  Wish I knew where it was taken!  ISTM my hair is a bit longer than it was in Hawaii.  Maybe Bermuda?  Doesn't much look like Bermuda, though, does it?  Can't imagine.  Never mind the location, the important thing is we were together and clearly having a good time:

  

  It's lovely to find treasures like these, but oh, how I wish these good times hadn't ended.  And it drives me nuts, knowing that if only I could ask Don, he'd know immediately where that photo was taken.  Oh well.

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