My friend and I were having dinner the other night and we were talking about things in the past. My friend, at times, can be really sensitive. I think he forgets that I am always his friend. So friend, I ask you, do you remember?
- Showing up in toe socks?
- Rusty's party when I was the only one cool?
- The hot tub?
- Buying your first real Christmas tree?
- Gatlinburg?
- Hiking the chimneys?
- Dixie Stampede?
- Halo weekend?
- Basketball at the Y?
- Being baptized?
- Mac's birth?
- A star for your Grandpa?
- Your Dad's funeral?
- Playing golf in Hilton Head?
- That big alligator?
- Climbing to the top of the lighthouse?
- The patio at the beach?
- Just chillin?
- My 30th birthday?
- Your 30th birthday?
- That restaurant in Smyrna?
- Mudding with a Christmas tree?
- Walking a bike 5 miles in the mud with 2 flat tires?
- Fishing on the river?
- Christie going redneck on the girl in the mustang?
- That big dump truck that used to be in my back yard?
- Watching movies with the ladies?
- Is this camera on? I think we better erase that!
- Whoops, we forgot to erase that before letting Brian and Brooke see that...
- Shopping for Christmas presents for the ladies?
- Being late? No, really, you have gotten so much better.
Being friends is a lot about spending time together and creating memories. But, being friends is also about caring and letting people be. Not just be around them, but letting your friends be who they are. Thanks, man for always letting me be me. Moreover, thanks for being there for me.
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