Sound of the Bugle Always

Alaska 2A little over a week ago I wrote a piece about my old camp friend, Annie, the bugler. I wrote the story because I was deeply affected by the news of her passing – this friend of some 40 plus years ago who I’d not seen since then. After writing and posting the tribute to Annie, I went to explore her Facebook page to see if I could find meaning in her death. I went to her photo page and what I found there took my breath away. There were just 20 or so photos, and there among them was a scanned copy of my confirmation picture, and typed next to it was “Hi MaryAnne.” I must have given her that picture oh so many years ago. To find it there, with her personal greeting, is one of those rare life events where the spiritual transcends the physical and shows how we are all connected no matter in what world we reside.

Annie – Hello back at ‘cha and thanks for the spiritual wake-up call!

Author: madmuser

A butcher, a baker, a candlestick maker, and a few things in between. And so that road less traveled has brought me here to follow my dream and my muse.

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