Carole and I have been best friends since high school. Neither of us went for higher learning because we believed by the end of high school we knew everything we needed to know.
When I married Dale, Carole was my maid of honor when she married Ken I was her matron of honor. My wedding was a simple justice of the peace hers was a big bash with the church and reception. At Carole’s reception, we sat in the parking lot of the reception hall drinking wine and laughing about all the dumb things we did in high school.
“Do you remember when we lured Kevin into the girl’s bathroom making him believe we would both be eager participants?” Carole asked
“I remember the bathroom was filled with girls all hiding in the stalls and when Kevin pulled his pants down all the stall doors opened and the girls in unison said Oooooh Kevin!” I answered
We started to laugh remembering he ran out of the bathroom struggling to get his pants back up and was caught by the principal.
“I think we were hard on him,” I said
“No, we were not! When he lied to the guys about going all the way with Vanessa and she started to get all the phone calls and cat calls from the guys, he deserved the humiliation. We stepped in so he was not put on the list for perverts.” Carole said
I looked down at my glass and noticed something floating in it.
I yelled: “Oh my Gawd there is an ant floating in my wine!”
Carole laughed and said: “Darn I wish I would have gotten to know her before her untimely demise.”
I laughed and said: “Carole you’re weird!”
She nodded her head and said: “I know right?”
Both of our husbands had known each other from grade school, they understood Carole’s and my relationship. Dale and Ken had a similar connection they were both warriors at heart and they were constantly competing with each other.
One evening after work we were all sitting in the backyard drinking beer, decompressing. Dale was the one who broached the subject with us girls.
“Girls, Ken and I want to talk to you about something we have decided we wanted to do. We both want to join the Marines.”
My beer was midway to my lips when I looked over at Dale, tears were stinging my eyes and I said: “Why?”
“I love you Savannah, all I could think about was that I wanted to marry you. Now I am thinking about our future. In the Marines, I can learn more about defense and security, Ken and I want to start our own consulting firm one day. Being a Marine will be the beginning of our credentials.” Dale said
“We know the money will not be the same as what we are bringing in right now but when we finish our 4-year tour things will change for the better if you girls will hold down the fort while we are gone you will see this is a good decision,” Ken said
I did not like it but at the end of the evening, I could tell they already made up their minds. The only good thing to come out of this was Carole moved in the house with me to help with the payments while the guys were gone.