Was it really 16 plus years ago that I was there, in my mind it was yesterday. My 16 year old daughter took me on an adventure today. In it we were to get clothes, but it began with Sonic, a tipped over milkshake and well, just another day.
The first house we went to, she went inside and I remained in the van. (She knew the woman she was purchasing clothes from.) I remember to do list and one thing I needed to do was call an old friend, A GRANDMA!!! REALLY I enjoyed my conversation and we plan on having a reunion for our little group. My daughter was the baby I left, Ft. Riley with, in utero, many of these people haven't met her. My friend was telling me about her new Grandson and I just am at wonder as I watch my friends turn this page in life. I got off the phone and my daughter and I spoke about her latest bargain finds and she continued to ask about my friends from Ft. Riley. I smiled as she said, You are the youngest. Of course I had to get off the phone to GPS our 2nd shop.
Our adventure continued as we stopped at a house for sale, this time she wanted me with her as she didn't know the woman selling her clothes. We went in and began shopping and looking at her other items online. We continued talking and then her husband came in and we continued to talk, and yep, it is a small world. They were moving, Airforce to FT. RILEY, KANSAS!!! Wow, small world, Sarah was able to keep up somewhat and remember from photos the first place I told them to visit a town that was like Little Sweden....where to live, first choice on base, but they would only get 800 square feet. um check it out before you say no....and JUNCTION CITY..um well it isn't that bad, but ummm yeah, I'd pick Manhattan before JC. First choice on base.
They brought the memories back, many of which I didn't have time to share but my mind went to. The long drive on base from Manhattan, oh LOL swerving to miss one raccoon and hitting two..I know sounds morbid, and at the time it was but now it's kinda funny. Living on top of the hill in the pathetic 2nd LT. housing. Long walks, long talks, friends that were doing the same thing we were, living at Ft. Riley, Kansas.
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