The People's Press September 2008 Issue

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Get Happy With It!

By the People . . . For the People Serving Central Connecticut www.peoplespressnews.com

Wallingford Flower & Gift Shoppe

190 Center Street. 203.265.1514 September 2008 • Volume 8, Issue 106

I took a wonderful picture early one morning a couple of weeks ago and entitled it Promise of a glorious day. The sun was starting to come up behind the clouds and I had to run quickly to get the camera to capture this true kodak moment. Eileen Hunter

The Central Connecticut Civic Youth Orchestra!

Young musicians,e-mail to audition today! Blue Hills Orchard in Bloom - Watercolor by Peg Robison My Buddy, Lazan

By George Arndt When my brother was four years old, I was an adventurous young lad of seven years. He would always be in my way…tagging along wherever I would go, and pestering me to let him do what I was doing. Dad had named him Edward Lazan, but we just called him Lazan. And then one day, just before he turned five, he was adopted by a couple from Ohio. I was able to visit with him only once, shortly after he left our home. Silently, the years slowly tiptoed by. And then, in 1982 after 32 years, I was able to wrap my arms around my brother, hug him, shake his hand, and say, "Boy, it's been a long time since I last saw you." Yeah, what else is there to say at a time like that. Over the past 26 years he has come to my house for a visit…numerous times, indeed.

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We've done a lot of things together over the years, gone to various places, visited relatives and friends…many a good times, for sure. When he visited me this past July, we paid a visit to our favorite seafood restaurant…aaaah, that's the ticket. When we got back to my house, while I was in the process of parking the car, he took hold of the sun visor and tried to re-position it the way it had been…then, SNAP. I thought I heard a wary voice say, "Ooops" He just sat there holding that sun visor in his hand looking at me, and with a sigh he said, "I'm sorry." For an instant, a blink of an eye, I went back through time to the day he was waving goodbye, and whispering, "I'm sorry, but I have to go away for awhile." I just looked over at him sitting there holding that doggone old sun visor, and with a smile said, "Hey, you're my brother…I forgive you."


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