Pasquale "Pat" Varallo
REUNION
Whenever
I see their
faces,
memories of
things and
places
are brought
to mind.
An old
acquaintance
or friend,
some old,
some new,
blend
to erase
the passage
of time.
A hardy
laugh
or just a
smile,
youth returns
for a little
while,
then, nostalgia,
perhaps a
tear.
Good luck!
Godspeed!
Next year?
Written September 2003 by Pat Varallo
(while attending The Old Guard
reunion)