I’ve written a little bit about my friends of past, but what have I really written about my friends of present?  In a strange way, a lot.  Not so much in a direct way, but every turn of events turns into some of my friends activity.  I think that we’re all acting out in the same way, our personalities, our way of going about things, whether coming or going  (what is he saying???).  The last words that I blogged, was about some goofy, crazy friends that I picked, 35 or so years ago, because I WANTED to.  Guys from high school, some from before.  From whatever was in my brain…

When is the last time that you spoke to people, that you haven’t spoken to in 30 years, (or maybe more)?  I spoke in a blog earlier, maybe around May of 2011, of re-acquainting with an old friend, Jr.  Those were days, probably since 1981, since we last spoke.  Just days of, (when you’re 21 years old) going your own way, (Los Angeles, woop-tee-doo!).  When you’re that age, EVERYTHING seems to be the right way to do things!  So going so long seems, without speaking, seemed at the time to be the right way to do things.  So what was the reason that we DID start to speak?  Due to my…