Mandarin Friend
My brother Joseph bought me the entire set of Felicity DVDs for my birthday and I have been watching nothing but since. Of course it immediately reminds me of my own college days, the people I would hang with and the interesting experiences we all had.
Unfortunately a friend from back then, Lori, just died 3 days ago, and I found this out yesterday. I have so many memories of this person because we were always around each other my freshman and sophomore years of university–we shared some funny times and some depressing times. Our fathers both died 10 days apart which we both found to be somewhat freaky. When my dad died, Lori said, “I don’t know how you could be sitting in class right now because if that happened to me I wouldn’t be able to survive.” Then 10 days later she was going through the exact same thing. The summer after this we were both working for this music therapy conference–about 40 people came over to Immaculata from Japan and we had to look after them. It was one bizarre year for us.
Lori and I both worked at Camilla hall and she really helped me out when I got yelled at for not wearing the appropriate white trousers. She went and bought me a pair in which an elderly nun immediately vomited on. We both laughed.
I remember Lori making sure I was OK after I found out my cousin was killed in a car crash that following semester. She was a good friend. I am saddened that so many I have known have left this world too soon. Lori was an extremely talented poet and pianist. One of my favorite memories of her was when we were eating our usual geriatric meal in the cafeteria, I was talking about hair frizz and different methods to avoid this, and out of the blue she shouted, “Mandarin friend?!??!” You had to be there.
I feel so sad that she died all alone…no one should die all alone…no one…
