Friends
I’d forgotten that bars were “beer parlors” back when, Darlyne. As I wrote about Oslo’s, I was picturing how differnt our’s are than in large cities, but maybe the needs are sort of the same.
Living where I was born, I have many people I’ve known all my life, but out side of my family, the best friends I have are folks I’ve met in various church settings including our own many of whom moved here as teachers or whatever. I belonged to an international Bible Study for 6 or more years, the same lesson each week all over the USA, and in most large cities. It really helped as we traveled in our motor home, and I often felt lonely. Its called Bible Study Fellowship, but our Grand Forks
couldn’t keep the required 100 plus members so its no longer here. It was started by an Engish Episcopalian philosophy agnnostic woman, who came to belief while attending school in Paris. Her auto biography is interesting Created for Commitment, A. Wetherell Johnson.
I attended a class in San Fransico and it was like being in the UN, many races, but a common faith, and one near Perry, GA was fun with the very southern accents.
Friends are wonderful, new or from way back, but having history with another makes for different sharing.
Jacky