The Wind

My first real girlfriend Gail, turned 50 today. We went to her party. It was very nice affair, tasteful and laid back. Things seemed to have worked out for her. Her family is very talented. Her husband sang, her son played the guitar and daughter the drums. It was an impressive evening. Looks like we both did more than alright for ourselves and married wisely. It was good to see old faces from my high school days. It certainly is fascinating looking back over all those years. We were so young once. We have all grown and evolved, yet inside we all still have a little bit of the Port Elizabeth wind that blows off the sea at 2pm every afternoon. That wind shaped us all.