DINNER 275: Monday, October 2, 2006
Tonight, I went with Paul & Julie to dinner at Pappadeaux. I had Crab Cakes and a couple beers.
It was a very sad event, since Paul is leaving for a new job in South Bend, Indiana on Wednesday. His attention must soon exclusively turn to the details of packing and moving himself, his six guitars, a fat dog, and all his other possessions 4 hours away, to a town he does not know. But, tonight we took the time to quietly (and at times boisterously) reminisce about our 18-year friendship. Since I’ve known him, Paul has lived in the same state, city, or house with me. This will be the first time in our long friendship that we’re not in the same areacode.
An understatement: I’ll miss Paul very much.
In many respects this opportunity is the best thing that could happen for him andÂ comes at a time where he is uniquely positioned to take advantage of it. I am envious. All the good prospects in the world cannot dull the fact that my best friend is moving away. A friendship like ours is rare — I was the best man at his wedding, he at mine. We’veÂ been through good times and bad times, thankfully more of the former and a smaller helping of the latter. He’s a constant pain, an endless challenge, and just about the best friend anyone could ask for. I am grateful for the years we’ve spent together, and though our friendship will change as a result of this move, I expect it to continue. I know that it will.
Bon voyage, Paul!