Shout Out

I received an email the other day that reminded me of an important milestone in my life. It was 18 years ago this month that my first grade teacher, Mrs. Kane introduced me to my oldest friend, EJ.

EJ and I were inseperable until High School rolled around, and thanks to districting we ended up at archrival schools. When I left for IMSA before sophomore year, EJ was the only person I hung on to at home. He's always has been, and always will be, a close friend.

College put even more distance between EJ and I, and the last time I saw him was for his 21st birthday, when I flew out to hang with him for a few days. We don't talk as much as we should, but as has been mentioned previously, sometimes you just don't have to talk to be close. But when we do, I'm reminded of why we're still friends.

EJ is one of the genuinely good guys in this world. He believes in people, and belives in helping those he can, when and where he can. He's loyal and stands for what he believes in. He's proof that sometimes, good guys do finish first. He may not see it this way, but I'm sure others that know the big guy will agree with me.

It was 18 years ago that Mrs. Kane introduced me to a lifelong friend. Someone I've always been proud and honored to know. I can't help but wonder if Mrs. Kane knew what she was doing when she sat the tallest kid in the class next to the shortest kid in the class.

Probably not, but God bless her for it.