BK's poetic narrative :

Talked about for months,
The Meetin' day was suddenly here ...
And a few of us did travel
For an encounter with those quite dear.

Over time, our written words
grew to mean more than most ...
For these "strangers" who soon became
our "family" from coast to coast.

Finally putting a personal face
with a PNPB name ...
Across the country to visit
we finally came.

Sharing a warm embrace
and a friendly hello ...
greeting as though for years
each other we did know.

The sparkle in one's eyes,
a voice we had not heard ...
and yet it seemed to me
like Home where we all returned.

The conversation was memorable,
a chat amongst cherished friends ...
may there be *many* more PNPB meetings,
for an international tradition that never ends!

~ BK >^,,^<
(May, 2001)