Debbie was probably the leader of the group of friends I hung out with in high school...she was a very stalwart, wonderfully imaginative, always-thinking-of-cool-things-to-do, kind of friend. One of my fondest memories among very, very many was the 16th birthday surprise party up in her attic room, where I was lured truly unknowingly, into my lair of hidden friends. I'd never had a surprise party before, and it was so perfect. Debbie had configured it for me, and it made me know I had a family right there. Debbie introduced me to some of my favorite music. I heard Cat Stevens for the first time from Debbie's stereo. I can never hear Cat Stevens without thinking of and thanking her.
Debbie reached out to people, and I see from reading more about her and catching up with her after how many years? that she's still at it. She brought interesting good people into her friends' lives. She broadened our scope of the world. My narrow mind expanded some, and I still credit her with helping me consider things outside the world I'd been brought up in.
I was so glad to get back in touch with Debbie about a year or so ago -- very thankful indeed. And to discover she's become an artist! I should have known...
Happy Birthday, dear Debbie -- here's a candle in the sand by the DeSoto River for you, as we sip our wild thyme tea, strum the guitar, and sing MoonShadow.
Always your friend,
Ellen
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