Friday, January 30, 2009

Flashback Friday: Tracy

I'm participating in Flashback Friday!

Flashback to high school (1983-1987)...

Tracy sat in the desk next to mine the first day of Grade 10 Typing class. She had a quiet confidence that I wasn't used to seeing in girls my age and I was drawn to her. We became fast friends.

She was the warmest, kindest, most genuine person I had ever met. She possessed wisdom and compassion far beyond her years. I think that's why she understood me even when I didn't understand myself. We had the kind of friendship that makes you forget there was ever a time before you were friends.

Like most teenage girls, we spent a lot of our time just hanging out and talking. When we couldn't talk, we passed notes to each other — and to other friends — during and between classes (this was way back in the stone age before we had email or text messaging!). We shared our hopes, our feelings, our fears, our wishes, our dreams.

I kept most of the notes I received from Tracy in high school, as well as the letters and postcards she sent me when she travelled and, eventually, when she went off to college.

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Unfortunately, this note doesn't have a date on it, so I can only guess Tracy wrote it in Grade 10 (circa 1983). To read a plain text version of it, click here.



I'm not sure when this next one was written either. Maybe in Grade 11 or 12. Click here for a text version.



After I finished high school in 1986 my parents moved to another city and I stayed behind in my home town to work for a year before going to college.

Tracy started college right after high school with plans to become a veterinarian. Since her school was located in the city my parents moved to, she lived with them while she attended school. I saw Tracy when she went home on weekends.

I received this letter from Tracy in November, 1986.
Text version part one and part two.





Less than two months later Tracy was killed in a car accident on her way back to school after spending the Christmas break with her family.



I still miss her.

6 comments:

pcb said...

Time heals but the missing someone never goes away, does it? I'm so glad you have her notes, though.

anneglamore said...

There's nothing like a handwritten note to get a sense of a person-- and to remember them by. Lovely.

JanMary said...

What great memories of your friend.

I am sure you are so glad you kept her notes.

They will always be a treasure for you.

(We must be the same era - I could not wait to see Footloose either!)

Rebecca said...

Linked here from My Tiny Kingdom's Flashback Fridays - my note-writing friend and I have recently been fortunate enough to reconnect via Facebook - this was a great reminder how fortunate I am to have this opportunity to rekindle a great friendship - thanks!

Quirky said...

Oh how wonderful that you still have notes to remember her by, but so sad that you lost her.

Found you through Tiny Kingdom's Flashback Friday.

Liv said...

I'm so glad you have notes from her!

It can make the memories a bit sweeter when you have something tangible to hold onto.