There’s magic in every song …  not the song itself, but in what you bring to the song when you hear it, when you LISTEN.

70 Years A Friend

Each to each a friend, or soon to be. All seven, born in 1948, became neighbors in a small village, a suburb of a sleepy Midwestern town. All were younger brothers. Their parents and grandparents were friends and, in some cases, relatives. They started life on a common footing as classmates and competitors.  

Their start was not of any particular distinction, but as they all grew the threads of friendship never severed. It may have been one or two of them that kept all “in the loop”, but it was the common start to life that linked them in a bond or web of friendship. As they scattered to California, Oregon, Idaho, South Carolina, Connecticut, Maine and Ohio, they were always “in touch” indirectly. Thus it was not unexpected that they all came together in the Berkshire Mountains for a reunion after more than 65 years of distant friendship. 

Six plus one, seven in all – None of them five feet tall

But through that year they all grew as four year-olds will do

Sent each day to the Armstrong School …where they were taught the golden rule

Home and school was all they knew in 1952

Little boys in a post war world … pledging allegiance as the flag unfurled

In that class seeds were sown one to one each to be known

As A Friend

One to one another as a friend

Bound together by their start a web of which all were a part 

Each to each A Friend

A friend is someone you’re always glad to see

 To whom you owe a loyalty

Respecting whomever she or he might wish to be

Even though they hold beliefs with which you disagree

Six plus one seven in all came together in their early fall

Still in shape no worse for wear

                Some signs of aging here and there

They laughed a lot and talked the rest ‘bout the things in life they loved the best

Kids … home or what they’d seen then now and in between

Some of them had stayed in touch others well not so much

But there they were together again 

Each to each glad to remain 

As a friend

One to one another as a friend

Bound together from the start a web of which all were a part

Each to each   A Friend

“Reunion” By Ledyard Campbell


Looking back from the age of 70 to our teens or forward from our teens to our 70th, honesty would compel disbelief. Were we, in the then and the future when, in any way related. Had we any reason, then, to realize who we would become as “old” men, could we have accepted even a few of the changes that would come about in ourselves, brought on by the changing times? Can we look back to the children, youths and young men we were in the 50’s, 60’s and early 70’s and do anything but laugh? Well. Perhaps there has been a constant.

 So many things have happened in the years we’ve been a friend

That it’s hard to put just three or four to pen

“One giant leap for mankind” and the USSR’s end

The internet the smart phone …for are few… ah but then

The universal constant …the bar that wouldn’t bend

The theme which echoed time and time again

The nub of every phone call … every missives that you’d send

Was,

“Tell me, how you’re doing?” … “You OK? …”How have you been?” 

So Many Things have happened in the years we’ve been a friend

”JHS” by Ledyard Campbell


Perhaps, rather than looking back from the recent past to the distant long ago, or looking from the when of the 50’s to the then of 2018, we should just come forward to the “Now”, sitting together on a rainy afternoon.

                        The Rain        here together in the rain

  Tapping   on       the 

    window     like   a 

whisper      in      our   ear

then banging  on the rooftop       Making sure we know it’s here   

                  The rain         here together in the rain 

              SO

    Throw another log on the fire

  Come sit beside me

Tell me what you’ve been doing

        Make yourself cozy 

          Let the fire grow higher

      I’d like to know what you’ve been brewing

                It’s been a long time since we’ve talked like this

  We should never have let our friendship go amiss

        And I’d like to know what you’ve been thinking 

  Where you’ve been going, and furthermore

It’s a cold and a rainy day 

      Not much here to do anyway so

Throw another log on the fire

“Throw Another Log On The Fire” by Ledyard Campbell


Here we are, as we have been “70 years a friend.”

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