Saturday, January 10, 2015

Charlie's Words.

Hello everyone! I've had a very long and tiring day, so my blog post this evening shall be brief. Many miles have been traveled and my stomach is growling for sustenance.

I'll get right to the point.

While at a toy convention this morning, I met a kind old man out looking for hot rod collectibles. We've crossed paths before at random moments and spoken, but he's always managed to remember my name, just as I have remembered his -- Charlie. He is in his eighties, but still fairly spry and witty. When I become his age, I can only hope to be in as good physical and mental condition.

Charlie and I had a long conversation this morning, with the topics ranging from old automobiles to children. One of the topics we discussed was his deceased best friend. It was obvious that Charlie and him were very close, almost like brothers. The discussion really drove the point home of how important true friends are to your life. Friends that really care about you will do what they can to be involved in your life.

Everything else is just funny business.

As I settle in for the evening, Charlie's words ring even more true. I look at my life and see that the number of friends I can depend on can be counted on one hand. The older I get, the less fingers I need to count.

There is only one best friend in my life, and she knows who she is.

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