Thursday, September 24, 2009

A Story From the Past Part II: To My Childhood Friends

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By Travis Lane
Edited by Elizabeth (Lane) Hibbard

The dream stayed in mind. The three friends kept coming back to me. Many more memories came to my recollection. I felt like I needed to reconnect with those friends. I wanted them to know how much their support was helping me. Even if they didn’t know it had been coming to me through my dreams. I am glad we are in an age of information and that we can instantly email people—even if we haven’t spoken to each other for years. I’ll warn that my original email was full of typos and poor grammar. Liz edited for the sake of the blog. Here’s what I wrote:

Date: Tue, 22 Sep 2009 05:23:14 -0700
Subject: A story from the past
To: Josh, Shanna, Tammy and Andrea

How are all of you? I really hope that things are going well for everyone and your families. It has been a long time since I have spoken to any of you or even seen any of you.

Josh, I don’t know when I saw you last I believe it was shortly after your wedding? You emailed me about what 4 months ago? It was a pleasant reunion. I thought when we were kids that you and I would never go a day without talking to each other. To my surprise it has been many years. I don’t know if your wife is still planning on running the St. George Marathon in October. You are still very welcome to stay at our house. Haley and I most likely will not be running it this year due to the sickness of our youngest child, however if by some surprise we are able to make it back in time we will still run it. Haley and I have run it for the last 7 year. It has become a tradition of ours every year. Out of all of the Marathons and triathlons I have participated in I believe I do enjoy the St. Marathon the most because of the scenery. We would really enjoy it if you stayed at our house even if we are not there.

Shanna, I think the last time I saw you was when you, Chris and your oldest child came to Page. I think your oldest child was about six months when you guys came down to Taco Bell to say hi and you were leaving town. I hesitate to write you this letter because I know as you read it you will be correcting my punctuation, grammar and spelling. At least the poor spelling will be limited because of spell check. (So correct away.)

Tammy, I think I last saw you and Moss at the M.T.C. You and I were both teaching there and Haley, my wife, had done some type of sewing for your wedding dress. You and Moss were to be married shortly.

Andrea, it has been a while I think, well the last time I believe I saw you was when your car broke down at University Avenue. I forgot the crossroad, but I was in my blue jeep about two cars behind you. I got out and pushed your car to the side of the road and got it fixed. Shortly after, you were on your way. It does seem like I saw you and Zack at times in Page when Haley and I lived there. The most surprising thing to me is when Haley and I lived in Page was how good of friends your mom, Leslie and Haley were. Haley and Leslie used to run together often.
The reason for this letter is to express the gratitude in my heart for the great friends that you were to me when we were younger. I didn’t realize how much of an impact all of you had on my life growing up until lately I have reflected much on my life. I have a lot to be grateful for in my life. A current and recent experience has put me in a state of mind of much gratitude for life, family, friends, Christ, testimony of the gospel and an understanding of the purpose of life. For some reason this experience has caused me to reflect on a time in my life—actually a specific day of my life. I have hesitated to share this with you, because it is kind of corny. (All right, Shanna, how do you spell corny?)

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