  To Realize        The value of a brother Ask someone  Who doesn't have one. To realize The value of ten years: Ask a newly Divorced couple. To realize The value of four years: Ask a graduate. To realize The value of one year: Ask a student who Has failed a final exam. To realize The value of nine months: Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born. To realize The value of one month: Ask a mother who has  Given birth to a premature baby. To realize The value of one week: Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper. To realize The value of one hour: Ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realize The value of one minute: Ask a person Who has missed the train, bus or plane. To realize The value of one-second: Ask a person Who has survived an accident. To realize The value of one millisecond: Ask the person who has  Won a silver medal in the Olympics. To realize the value of a friend: Lose one. All of that to say this - I know the value of a friend - I lost the only one I ever knew.
My best friend for as long as I can remeber has moved away to Dallas, Tx. This by know means that I will never see him again, but the strain and distance is there now and what's worse is that he left before I even had a chance to say goodbye. I know that you can stop the inevitable, but the fact remains that he and I did everything together.
We played baseball together, we played basketball together, we golfed together, and even though I moved an hour and a half away, I never really thought that he would just up and leave like he did. I'm not being selfish, I understand why he did it - he has to support his wife and kids - I just take issue with it being so far away and I also think that I would have been better with the whole thing had I not called him last night and found out that he was already in Dallas. For whatever reason, I'm really aggreavated by this whole situation which isn't fair to my wife and some of those around me becasue it's turned me into an A-1 dick.
Be that as it may, the fact remains that what Rags and I shared was something special. Something I don't think anybody could possibly understand. I think a lot of it also has to do with the notion that I don't have a lot of friends and at least with me living in Kentucky, Steve would make random trips down here to spend some time with me and hang out.
The two friends I considered having here have since left as well - so I guess I'm a little on the depressed side because the few people I considered friends or people I liked hanging out with have moved away. I'm very awre of the fact that the sun will still rise in the east and set in the west and life is going to go on - but for a guy who didn't have a lot to begin with, I now kinda feel like I have nothing at all. 
