First Best Friend

This is a series, added to occasionally, that covers events shared with that rarest of commodities these days — my first best friend, whom I’ve known since age 6 and still keep in touch with today. Our paths have converged and deviated several times over the years, but something keeps us coming back for more.


The Intro

The Meeting and the Mudding

Jump His Bike But Not His Big Sister

Collecting Cans and Kisses

Reclaiming Sole Possession of the Title

The Great Food War


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