Friends

I can only remember having one male friend while growing up.  It could have been the norm or maybe it was my perception.  I thought friends were with you no matter what and only one person ever fit that bill.  Even when my friend's parents split our church apart we remained true to each other.  And yes I did grow up in a church!   Jim McLemore and I were always together. We became friends in the second grade and were seldom apart except to sleep until our first semester in college.  I don't know what happened that semester, but we haven't spoken since.  Jim got married, graduated, and moved to Dallas all within four years. He joined Sanger-Harris when he moved and I lost track of him. I assume that it was my ill controlled temper that caused us to part ways but I'll always wonder.