It was not a coincidence, I thought to myself, several months ago, while viewing Roger's post, ( Home page of my FB)
I was quite stunned by the note and similarity of handwriting , which brought memories into my mind. Also the name, Roger.
I asked myself how could you possibly know... ( !?)... What connections you have between...
Remembering this note, I received from a certain Roger : July 15, 1982. Evening , TWA flight from NY, to MB.
By chance I found this note, written by Roger, yesterday, inside a small notebook, where I wrote details from a journey.
I remember your look, Roger Vaguely... Blue EyEs and Blond hair.
You said you have a twin brother... I was almost 18 years old, Israeli, and you were 23 years old as you said. I thought you were American, it seemed your origin country Ireland.
I was quiet polite and delicate, while you were, quiet polite and very romantic.
Our attitude and approach was different. Even if I felt myself matured, I now think I was still a girl,
while you were a man...Remember the situation at the flight.
The last moments of "our meeting", took place outside the air port.
I was already on the bus together with my friends, members of the Ramat- Gan Youth Band.
You tried to find out from our Conductor, at what hotel we stayed, but he did not allow you to see me later, or give you no details, since of security and safety.
"Nira, please call me... " your last words,
there down the bus, looking at me on the bus, you started to play the Guitar and Sang. The Song, i heard first time t that day, and I am not sure what song was it.. or if heard it later in my life.
More details, I wrote in my small notebook, which I brought with me, to this journey.
How strange and so surprising it was that day, I saw a similar note at Roger's Posts.
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