Starting
tenth grade in a new school, in a new town, as the principal’s daughter filled
me with anxiety. I left old friends behind and knew no one in the new location.
Rae Lee
changed that. After a phone call from Mrs. Bennett, a teacher at the high
school, our phone rang. Rae Lee
introduced herself and offered to stop by. What a relief to have a new friend.
Her
kindness helped us connect. She included me with her friends and helped me
settle in when school started. Her friends were numerous because she was a
caring friend. Because of her, I no longer felt alone.
We attended
the same church, had most classes together, and formed a special bond.
After
graduation, we attended different colleges. More distance separated us when she
moved further north and I migrated to Florida with my parents.
On my
return to Indiana for visits, we would meet with friends for lunch. She came to
see me once in Florida. Occasionally, we phoned. I regret that we didn’t stay
more connected over the years. However, when we were together, we easily
renewed our friendship.
She
displayed her spirit and humor last year at our class reunion. She wheeled her
walker to the hay wagon we were all going to ride in the annual James Dean
Festival. The height of the wagon was daunting for many in the group. Some classmates
helped boost those who needed assistance.
It was
obvious she would not be able to climb onto the wagon even if they grasped her arms. She laughed and said, “Push on my rear end.”
She made it onto the bales and enjoyed the parade. Many people would have
avoided the situation to escape embarrassment. Rae Lee joined in with
enthusiasm.
After the
parade, we had time alone. Tired but happy, she sat on her walker seat. I sat
by her as we talked. She comforted me about the recent loss of my parents and
husband. I cherished the time we had together and the special friendship. I had
no idea it would be our last conversation.
Despite a
difficult childhood and challenges as an adult, she preserved and overcame
obstacles. She lived life with grace, humor and compassion. She was a gift to
many. She is now celebrating with Jesus.
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