Tonight I ran into an old friend who retold me a story of my past that I had not thought of until today. I am laughing as I am typing this because when it happened, it was so funny!
When I was around 19 or 20 years old, some friends and I strolled into Prospect Park on a Sunday afternoon. Anytime I was going to a Prospect Park, I’d grab some bread to feed the ducks. On this day, a light grey goose was swimming with the ducks. He looked so soft, but he didn’t come close to us like the ducks did. After feeding the ducks, I sat with my friends on the benches at the park. I told my friend Bill that I wished I could take the grey goose home with me and put him in my bathtub. My friend Bill asked me if I really wanted the goose or if I was joking. I told him I really wanted it. He got up, walked down to the water and grabbed the goose! The goose was so startled that he started squawking at the top of his lungs. Bill carried him towards me and I told him to put the goose down because I didn’t really want him. LOL.
So that my friends is real friendship…..hopefully you all have a friend who will catch a goose for you.
And thank you to the friend who reminded me of this crazy story from my youth!