Today , I received word that a good friend's best friend died after a long battle with cancer. The news made me very sad, because I know how much it hurts to lose your best friend. Rick was a grade school friend to Bob. They went through middle and high school together, and then served in Viet Nam together too. After they were discharged, they were in business together before Rick moved to New Mexico for several years. But, they were ALWAYS in contact. Last year, Rick moved back to the Valley after his wife passed, and began to build a hot rod with Bob. Then, Rick was diagnosised. Their friendship never wavered, in fact it strengthened as Rick went through treatments and was sick for days after wards. Bob stayed with Rick in the worst of times, holding Rick's head when the treatment got the best of Rick. They were the greatest of friends, and I know when it's Bob's time, Rick will be at the gate to greet Bob with a recent copy of HOT ROD magazine in hand.
I visited one of my oldest friends this last summer. If fact, she was my most loved high school sweetheart. Sweethearts, but never lovers, to our re grate. Our visit, after so many years, was a visit of curiosity, wanting to know how we each changed and looked older. Yes, we both aged, and we both changed too...for the good I hope. We both had been through a divorce and found a mate who we loved dearly. We both had done well in life and were very comfortable in our lives. It was fun reuniting after about 40 years, but then it stopped. She never wrote since. Maybe I disappointed her or said something wrong, I don't know. Friends do that sometimes.
Like Bob and Rick, I will always remember the good times and the things that made us laugh and embrace. Friends should stay friends and talk about things that mean a lot to them. But sometimes... that does not happen. At least it did for Rick and Bob. See you around Rick.
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