Goodbye To Bob

By the time I was a senior in high school there was one true friend with whom I was able to share my innermost secrets as a teenager. I could turn to him for advice and count on him in time of need. We could talk of love and glory and doubts and fears. That friend was Bob.

Ironically, three times during our friendship I told him goodbye for what could have been a final time, yet our friendship survived through five decades.