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  • The guys from the electric company came on the Fourth of July to fix the ground wires. I heard the metal ladder hit the side of the house where the box is affixed to stone. Ran down the steps two-at-a-time, to find two men - one on a ladder, the other standing near our front door - with orange T-shirts on, working to establish connections. "Hey, where are you from," I asked. "Philadelphia," he said. "Philly?" I said? "Hey, I'm from Philly. What part of Philly?" "West Chester," he said. "Oh man, we used to play you in high school football! Homecoming game on Thanksgiving day!" "Oh yeah?" he said, looking more closely at me... "You did?" "Yes, I sure did." Big smile on my face. Memories! These were tall, strong guys, and physically fit, who volunteered to help with the restoration of electricity to our community. 4th of July and they've volunteered to come help. Just like New York after 9/11. We sat on the front steps for awhile. I went to fix some lemonade and we chatted some more. "My name's Ron " he said and he spelled his last name for me.. "Yes," said he. "My family's originally from Northern Ireland. Have you ever been to Ireland?" ... we chatted about the Isles - places he'd been, places I'd been. Just shooting the breeze on a 90 degree day.

    For a minute, we were both silent and then he smiled a long-ago memory smile... "You guys usually beat us at those games..." his voice trailed. We both laughed. "And it was cold. Jeez it was cold." "I know", I said "And it was almost always snowing. Remember?" For a minute on a 95-degree day in July 2012, we were in the bleachers, or on the field on a cold Thanksgiving morning, many, MANY years ago.

    Homecoming. Thanksgiving. Football. Snowflakes. Sweet memories of days gone by. I thought to myself... snowflakes in July. I'll take it. I thanked him. He thanked me for the break in the heat. The guy on the ladder came down... and off they went to the next house on our lane.
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