16 Jul


The back of the little blue Toyota was stacked like Legos – each inch of space taken by typewriter, books, paper, popcorn maker, and the lovely pink soft-sided suitcase that my parents had purchased for just this occasion. That suitcase had a suspiciously pregnant look – containing sheets (patterned with butterflies and flowers, of course, courtesy of my very kind grandmother), ‘chinos’, ‘Izod’ shirts and other sundry items, and was probably exceeding its original design limit.  A very nervous ‘me’ sat shotgun next to my rather relieved mother, who knew it was time (and probably PAST time) for her ‘little bird’ to leave the nest.

 The large brick building, known as Carlin Hall, loomed ahead. We needed to get all my earthly possessions up to the third floor, and once there, meet the person with whom I would be living for the foreseeable future – the mysterious college roommate. I secretly hoped that I had arrived first…that way I could have first choice of beds in the small dorm room. With our arms full, we trudged down the hallway toward the room next to the bathroom.

…there sat a petite young woman with the most amazing eyes. They make songs about ‘Betty Davis eyes’, and here was the perfect example. She smiled and suddenly became the one person, other than family, with whom I would stay connected for the next 40 years.

Mary, my college roommate from so long ago, came to visit Bushranger last night. She and Jon (her love and husband since college) traveled an hour and a half to just say ‘hi’ and share a meal.

How is it that, with a very few select people, you can pick up a conversation just where you left off, so many years ago?

…my friend, Mary…

6 Responses to “Mary”

  1. Heather Rutherford July 16, 2015 at 16:33 #

    Friends like that are the best! Sail with you through all your storms.

  2. Betty O'Neil July 18, 2015 at 13:07 #

    It takes two to form such a long lasting relationship. Four years as roommates was a good test. So happy to see the picture of you both together again along with your husbands, who appear to be thoroughly enjoying the reunion. My best to your parents.
    Betty O’Neil

    • MrsBushranger July 18, 2015 at 13:48 #

      Betty it’s so lovely to hear from you! I hear you are well and still in Framingham. I have wonderful memories of visiting your home 40 years ago. Stay well and happy.

  3. jdepodwin July 18, 2015 at 20:23 #

    You and Mary are two lucky women to have “placed” together as college roommates. How wonderful that after all this time, the friendship simply picks up where it has left off. Fantastic and here’s to many more great years!

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