Doug Smith is one of Eddie's best friends.
Eddie worked at a brickyard and Doug went to work there, too. They became instant friends and both enjoyed music and fishing. They soon discovered that the acoustics were great in a railroad boxcar which was one of the places they stowed away on breaks to sing a few songs.
Doug was single at this time and about ten years older than us. We were a young married couple with two small children. Doug moved from Louisiana while we moved from Missouri to Tennessee with music as the common denominator.
I wondered why Doug was single and would have fixed him up with someone if I'd known anyone available because he is a really nice, funny guy who can tell a story like NOBODY I've ever met in my life. Not to mention, he is a talented singer/songwriter.
We got to know Doug better over the next few years but decided that we wanted to move back home to Missouri. I was homesick and music wasn't going much of anywhere so we sold our house and moved to our little hometown of Potosi, Missouri. We lived there for a couple of years and then packed back up and moved back to Tennessee. (Kinda crazy, I know.)
During the time we were away in Missouri, we discovered that Doug had gotten married. I was shocked by this news. I didn't realize he had a girlfriend! But he did and her name is Frankie.
Here is where I have to make a confession. I'd never met Frankie and I have a vivid imagination. (That's why I like to write fiction...) So I imagined her completely different from who she actually is. I guess there's a jaded part of me who thinks that a middle aged man (almost) would choose someone much younger than him. Would choose a completely different type of person than the person he actually chose to marry - Frankie.
So, when we finally got to meet her, I adored her. She is one of the sweetest, kindest, most gentle spirits I've met in this life so far.
They have become dear friends to us over these past twenty years or so. Always there when needed. When we went through the worst year of our marriage, they were there for us to lean on. Helping out in a way that was desperately needed at the time.
From fishing trips gone awry to Thanksgiving dinners together, BBQ's, horseback riding, putting up hay, etc... We couldn't ask for better friends then these two have been to our family. We don't have family here but this is about as close as it gets.
Thank you, Doug and Frankie, for your friendship. It is truly a blessing.
A friend loves at all times...Proverbs 17:17
I guess there just isn’t anything that can soothe a hole in the heart. May Gods merciful hands gently comfort and bring those who can share stories that keep their memory alive. Prayers for you all....
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