The last entry in this blog discussed friends and good friends. Eleven years ago today, I lost one of, if not the, best friends I’ve ever had. Some friends develop over time… my friendship with Al Chura was instantaneous. From the first time I met him to the last time I saw him, our relationship was always the same — we just seemed to connect. Over the years we did a lot of things together and sometimes we just did nothing together, but I always felt better having been with him.
It turns out that all the best things in life are not things at all…they’re friends. And when someone like Al comes along, you’re never quite the same… because you’ve met the ultimate good friend.
My Indian heritage believes that there is no death, only a change of worlds… I’m sure that world is better because of Al….
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