I have come in out of the cold. I have started to reach out to some of my old friends, the ones I let slip away. Oh, don’t get me wrong, they let me slip away as well, but this is me and how I feel about it.
Now most of these friends I never did anything really wrong to. Oh sure pull a prank, yell at each other, drive each other nuts etc. But really never did anything to hurt them, seems I saved that for my friends who stayed around longer. But that is a different story.
As for these old friends, well I will introduce you to them. By far the person I have know the longest was a sports fan. And I mean any sport, he was well versed in all of them. I was most passionate about the Angels baseball team, and the LA Lakers.
On those warm summer evenings when we would happen to have a few bucks we would head out to Angel Stadium and catch a game, hell we would spend more on beer than we would on the seats but we watched the game from the third beck as if we were on the base line. We would yell and cheer the good calls and great plays by our team, boo the bad calls and the other teams good plays. My friend would site the rule the ump was screwing up in the call. It was glorious.
We hung out a lot, he was like the older brother I had. Well I had an older brother but he did not want the job so yeah, go figure. We saw movies, we had parties, we talked. Rarely did I go over to his looking for him, nor did he come looking for me. But we would find each other hanging out at our “spots” and join one another in hanging out. Now after we would meet, well then we could go to some ones house and get them up and going. But very rarely did we do it alone.
He was also the first one of my friends to get a car, well he was 21 oh and he co0uld buy alcohol. Now at a time or two he started to feel like that was the only reason we all hung around with him. So he would put his foot down and not buy. That was fine, so we did not drink, or found another way to get a hold of it. I could see his point in these cases and like I said I was fine with it. Some of my other friends were not so easy, but they became friends of Bill W so I think it was the booze talking.
Any way he had this wagon that was oh so out of date but it ran, I mean always ran. It was never down, he would hear a noise and boom hood would be up and he would be just looking for the issue. And BOOM! Fixed.
And that is how my oldest friend is.
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