Happy birthday, Diane, wherever you are

We were buds until we were 10. Then Mom and Dad moved us across the state. Diane was the nearest kid my age to our house, and we spent a goodly amount of time together.

No doubt if I'd stayed in that town, Diane would have turned more to girls for friendship and I to boys. Or maybe we'd end up as childhood sweethearts living happily ever after. I mean, there was that one time we tried smooching, which freaked my mom out when I told her about it later. Never did figure out quite why. We checked it out, it didn't do much for us, end of story. Of course, maybe if we'd tried it a few years later ... !

But anyway, Diane's birthday is April 17. I don't know why I remember that, but there ya go. Happy birthday, Di. I hope it's been a nice life.