Deceased friend memories was born today, Jan 16, 2009. I received news that one of my best friends had
passed away.
Immediately, stories from my youth, came alive again. He was my best friend
until we moved from that community.
We were always together.
Deceased Friend memories will be a place for people to share stories of those who have passed away.
Steve's Best Friend
My best friend, as a youth, was Harvey Farrell. We were born in a little town called Creston,
which is on The Burin Peninsula, in Newfoundland Labrador. As friends go, we were inseparable.
It may seem strange but we hadn't seen each other for many years after my family moved,
from Creston, in 1958.
Looking back, I recall the following.
Days spent at his house and Sam and Vera (his parents), making me feel as one of the family.
Swimming in The Landing Place Pond, the salt water and the Mill Brook Dam.
Trouting
in The Landing Place Pond and The Mill Brook.
Catching connors, eels and sculpins off the
various wharves.
Exchanging comics
Eating cheezies.
Rowing a dory in the tickle and crossing to the North Side.
Getting Brown Hodder's
scrapped car to The Landing Place Pond for a diving rock.
Playing cowboys and Indians.
Jumping down the hay in the barn and sleeping there overnight.
Berry picking
Picking up empty bottles and hubcaps.
Playing soccer and Piddly Sticks (not
sure of the spelling)
Jumping ice clampers (Some people call them ice bergs)
Pushing a bicycle rim with a piece of heavy wire.
Stilt walking across the Mill Book
Hanging on to the bumpers of cars, in the winter and skidding down the road.
Plus
the many more things, that we did together and with other friends.
Harvey was my best friend. Jan 16th, 2009
Steve Wiscombe
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