Day 2: Picture of who I've known the longest

Circa: 1988...though this barely the earliest picture, it's one I have handy online.
K and I became friends when she was 4 and I was five.
Her family moved across the street from mine.
At 10, both our families moved...in town, so we could still walk to each others homes.
Our meeting corner was at "The Tacky People's" house...you know the one, full
of gawdy yard decor...
We grew up.
Moved.
But 34 years later, we are still BFF's--even if we don't live across the street from each other anymore.
Love.