Friendships
span
half century
‘Handkerchief
Girls’ remain
a tightly knit group
By DANA
DUGAN
Express Staff Writer
Friendship
is what family should be, only this time you get to choose.
For
instance, 50 years ago in Bexley—a suburb of Columbus, Ohio—a class of
117 graduated from high school. Most of them had been through their entire
school years together. Among those who graduated with the Class of 1951
was a tightly knit group of girl friends. Ultimately dubbed the
"Handkerchief Girls," they went on trips together, were in each
others weddings, were godparents to each others kids and, several years
ago, celebrated their joint 60th birthdays by gathering for a
slumber party, despite the fact that they live all over the country.
A photo
of the original "Handkerchief Girls" was taken in Bexley,
Ohio, in 1951. Barbara Hogan, of Hailey, is first from the left in the
third row, in the red sweater.
One of the
Handkerchief Girls is Barbara Short Hogan, a co-owner of the Hailey Hotel,
who moved to the valley 19 years ago.
A petite
and vibrant lady, who spoils her neighbor’s dogs, she’s apt to invite
her friend’s children over for the night. And at the heart of Hogan’s
life is her attachment to her friends, the Handkerchief Girls.
"Saralee
and Janet gave it to Bev for her wedding" right out of high school as
the "something new," Hogan said.
Then the
handkerchief went through the rounds of all 16 of these gals, as the
something borrowed, and then in the second generation, it became the
something old.
The
"Handkerchief Girls" met in September at their 50th reunion.
Barbara Hogan is second from left in third row, again in a red sweater.
One of the
group keeps it in a safety deposit box in their old home town, and
whenever it’s used, the bride must sign her name to what is now a long
list, going back 50 years.
It’s a
remarkable testament to the power of friendship. When they get together,
Hogan said, it’s as though no time has past.
This past
September, 80 out of the 117 graduates from Bexley High School class of
1951 gathered together. As Hogan points out people in the picture,
"that was my first boyfriend, there’s Bev, that man lives on my
street now," … and on and on.
Hogan is as
proud of her connection to her friends, and their longevity and closeness,
as she is of her three sons, who were raised in California and still live
there with their growing families.
Hogan
offers this suggestion: Young girls should find something that they
cherish and share it, it will be the tie that binds.
As for her
group of friends, and that ancient yellowing handkerchief carefully stowed
in a safety deposit box, she remains in awe. "It’s crazy, I don’t
understand how we do that. We just do."
Of course,
when pushed, she comes up with a theory, "We love being together. And
we forgive each other for our faults." And most importantly, she
said, "anything that happens, we’re always thrilled with what the
other can do."