The Memory Train

This is my friend Karl. He is a Marine down in Tampa Bay. I met him at the airport today. It was the first time I saw him in at least two years. At one time we both worked at Marine Corps Air Station New River, N.C. For a while we lived together in a trailer park. Later we moved out and upgraded to a brick house on the main drag of Jacksonville, N.C. When I got deployed he made sure all my things were okay. He took my car to storage and corresponded with my family about storage issues. We use to drive down to Florida together on leave. We went to the barber shop every week to get our hair cut. We drank Guiness together. I am really glad I got to see this guy again. He's probably headed to Iraq in a couple months. I remember back when his wife, and mother of his daughter, was just his girlfriend ... I even remember before that. We share the memories that make life worth living.