Last night I got together with a friend for the first time since he became a grandpa. Last night I got together with a friend for the first time since his mom went to heaven. Last night I learned what a semi colon tattoo meant. Last night I learned how difficult it is to have your oldest child move to the other side of the country. Last night I witnessed friendship and brotherhood.
The world stood still last night and let us flip through the years. It brought back crushes on young grade school teachers. First cars, first kisses, friends who moved away, first boob you touched….
Whatever happened to?
….do you remember?
….That was you?
….I can’t believe we didn’t get caught?
If I had a chance to do it all over again…..
In a year the same core of friends will gather at The James Joyce. The same stories will be told. The gray hair count will be evaluated and friendship will grow stronger.
We missed a couple Hamilton brothers and we didn’t get a late night burrito, but we did do a shot for Mrs. Haas though…..
…..”What did you boys do to my Danny?”
It doesn’t matter if we haven’t seen each other during the year. That Friday night in early December always makes up lost time.
USA men’s soccer this morning against the Dutch…. Do you believe in miracles?
