You lived in the house at the end of the block, emerging into this world just a month before I did.
Do you remember the colored eggs you put in my basket? You found & picked up 5 or 6 while I was still toddling over to the spot on the grass where one of the boys had just snatched the one that had caught my eye.
My dad caught the whole thing on Super8 film.
The tricycle race, too, where your longer little legs scored you a blue ribbon, which you gave to me as well.
I couldn’t have asked for a better first friend.
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