tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-794990528080095352.post8513451786383015830..comments2024-03-16T15:03:30.777-05:00Comments on Life With Three Boys..............: Flashback FridayKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377383730260542408noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-794990528080095352.post-5262995680411378872009-03-22T23:04:00.000-05:002009-03-22T23:04:00.000-05:00That sounds like a pretty amazing friendship. It m...That sounds like a pretty amazing friendship. It made me sad to read it.Controlling My Chaoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02048341331287236076noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-794990528080095352.post-16937069543948929002009-03-22T21:31:00.000-05:002009-03-22T21:31:00.000-05:00I was so glad to find a decent house and super lan...I was so glad to find a decent house and super landlord for all you girls those 3 years-took a load off of my mind.There wer no tears (like seeing Nate's first house). I am glad Blessing's plan was to tear down the house AFTER you all graduated! I was glad to have known Kathy Too-and know what a great friend she was to you. I can imagine losing a friend at any age...but especially at your ages. What a good Flash-Back Friday (on saturday)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-794990528080095352.post-81186754407503728122009-03-22T20:53:00.000-05:002009-03-22T20:53:00.000-05:00what a very sweet memory!what a very sweet memory!Zoehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06316768306476213276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-794990528080095352.post-17945790406006733022009-03-21T10:15:00.000-05:002009-03-21T10:15:00.000-05:00aw,Kel, you made me cry. I think it is ALWAYS inc...aw,Kel, you made me cry. I think it is ALWAYS incredibly hard to lose someone we love, but when they die young, it feels SO darn unfair that your heart aches constantly about all they miss, all you miss sharing with them. Of all your roommates Kathy struck me as a true individual, a strong girl with a mind of her own. She never seem to fit the 'norm' of the day.(in a good way) I remember HER room in your beloved house more than yours..odd huh? She must have had the room I'd have wanted....walk in closet right? It is wonderful you have cherished memories of those special years, and of your girlfriends, and of your house. It looks weird to see it and know right where it sat before the parking lot. At least you never had to see it run down and neglected, and it got to be YOURS by the fact you were the last to live there.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com