Looking through my photo album brought back several happy memories of times spent with Carol in high school and college ( we were room mates freshman year at Furman). Many of the high school memories are of Young Life Campaigners-a small group of girls, many of whom remain friends today, studying the bible together with our fearless leader, Trudy.
The picture of us in the bathroom was when the bus broke down on a ski trip to Colorado. We were out in the middle of no where, but made the most of it, playing games, etc. while we waited hours for another bus. So after being stuck for so long, when we finally got to a fast food restaurant, some of us wanted to wash our hair in the sink and blow it dry (we were teenage girls after all). We got in trouble with the YL leaders for this.
The beach picture is also a YL Campaigners trip. So many good times during those care-free years. We were a close knit group because of our shared faith in God. We also went to the beach our senior year after graduation and stayed in 2 condos with a large group of girls- WITHOUT any adults! Now that I have teenagers myself, I can't believe our parents let this happen! But, hey, we were such good kids that they trusted us. We had a grand time and nobody got hurt or arrested.
I also have fond memories of our group of friends dancing on New Year's Eve each year in high school with the Sharbel family at a club. Mr. Sharbel was a wonderful dancer and taught all of us girls how to dance. We had several adults that invested in the lives of this group of teenage girls, and I am so thankful for that.
The picture of people in costumes was on Halloween at Furman. I can't remember what Carol was supposed to be. She was a wonderful room mate. She was a social butterfly and I was very shy, so I relied on her a lot to meet people. I remember a time when we went on a double date, and when the guys asked us, it wasn't clear who was supposed to be which guy's date. We spent the whole evening trying to figure out who to sit with in the car, at dinner, etc. I don't think we ever did figure it out! Those guys are still friends. I should ask them.
My mother passed away between my freshman and sophomore year in college, and once again Carol was there for me, helping me make it through that year of school. I have often thought, as we've kept up with each other over the years and spent time together at Furman homecomings, how proud I am of the wonderful mother/wife/friend Carol turned out to be. I miss her cute laugh a lot, and will always miss her friendship. Though we yearn for her to still be here with us, I know she is with her Lord, and nothing can be better than that.
Janet Smith Fowler
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