Yup rings true for me. Grew up in a small town on Cape Cod (Harwich). I moved away at 24 and haven’t been that good at keeping up with everyone down thru the years.
Just lost a very good good friend from back then. Played sports together etc.. Died suddenly from a brain aneurism. He was 66. Hadn’t talked to him in 20 years, but have tons of memories.
So yeah, the friends and memories you have when you’re young can be some of the best of your life.
Certainly in my case anyway.