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One of those people, who really impacted your life are irreplaceable. However, my first highschool love died suddenly this week and his service is today. It just kills me to be there with old friends and celebrate his life, exchange stories etc, but since I cant I want to share my thoughts here with you all: Hello: Most of you would remember me as Diana Blair and I have known Frank since I was 14 – we met in high school, but like so many, we lost touch for a long time. I am so saddened I could not make the trip to share in the celebration of Franks life – but what were the odds that after all this time, we found each other again – in Costa Rica?....... MAGICAL! There are so many “firsts” in life! Our first Christmas! The wonder and awe through a child’s eyes, that special morning when we jumped outta bed (or snuck quietly) into our living room to behold a spectacle of lights, brightly wrapped presents and….YES! THERE IT IS!!! “HE WAS HERE MAW, SANTA WAS HERE” as we grabbed our stockings filled with toys – MAGICAL! The first day of school. For some a teary departure from the safety of their mothers arms. For others their first moment of independence as they proudly mounted the bus steps, thinking of the future, never looking back! For me it was an exercise in humility and embarrassment as my mother insisted on walking me to the bus stop like I was a 3 year old, and dressing me like I was going to Sunday Mass! But before I could crawl and hide under the first seat I could find, a smiling hand reached up and a small voice said “sit with me” I didn’t know it then, but that small voice belonged to a little girl who would become my life long friend – MAGICAL! Or the first boy/girl dance in our public school gymnasium with KC and the Sunshine Band belting out their latest hit. The awkward moments spent waiting for someone, anyone to ask you to dance – and then it happens! And “Hey Jude” comes on over the speakers and it’s your first slow song, dancing with a boy! MAGICAL! Your first kiss back behind the portables – Now that’s a big one! But as the years have taken a toll on my memory the one thing I do remember with total clarity is my first love, and mine was Frank! Now THAT’S FOREVER MAGICAL! I noticed him long before he noticed me. He was 2 years my senior and ran with a scary crowd – they all had facial hair! Lol But Frank stood out, with his best Saturday Night Fever impression of “Danny Manero,” unbuttoned white shirts, and tight pants, you couldn’t help but miss him especially that thick “fro” and swagger! To me – MAGICAL! They say you never forget your first love, and for me that’s true. 2 years ago out of the blue, I started having dreams about Frank, they had urgency to them, like I needed to reach him. So after digging up old school year books, and calling around, it was a dear friend I hadn’t seen since my dad’s passing, Brenda Porter, or should I say Tomasso (part of Frank’s crew with the facial hair) not Brenda, her husband Pat – but it was Brenda that helped me track Frank down. When I finally reached him against all odds, we were BOTH living in Costa Rica! FRIGGIN MAGICAL!!! Our first phone call lasted just over 4 hours; it was as if time had stood still. Frank lived 8 hours away in the northern province of Nicoya, but it wouldn’t have mattered if he lived 18 hours away in Panama, wild horses could not have kept me away. After all that time of looking for him, he was here all along in Costa Rica – MAGICAL! A little known fact but it was Frank who taught me to dance in his parent’s basement to Donna Summers, “Last Dance”. (“Frank, I still use some of those moves!”) (There were a few more “firsts” in Frank’s parents’ basement – but I’ll keep those for my own private memories!) After all these years, Frank was still my brilliant beautiful peacock, with his style, color and flare. Everyone in town that knew him, were better for it, and ALWAYS happy to see him coming! We would walk along the beach together; watch the sun set behind the islands in the bay. Some nights we would just sit on the bench as dusk enveloped us, the last rays of light kissing the shimmering ocean, saying goodbye to the day, as the moon ushered in yet another TROPICAL MAGICAL NIGHT! It’s hard to say I feel fortunate that I found him, only to loose him again. Is that selfish? Frank and I felt like we had the rest of our lives to hang out and catch up. We had so many plans! Truth be told I am glad we had the chance to have a few drinks and laughs like old times, Frank has reminded me, reminded us all, we never know just how little time we have. I only know I am going to miss my friend. Like our summer love, gone too soon! I will miss you my friend, but they say first loves never die, so I guess you are still here with me, maybe you never left. But now, when I look out onto the bay as the sun dips below the Pacific, I know I’ll see you there, dancing in a million brilliant diamonds of light. MAGICAL!
Posted on: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 12:42:30 +0000

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