Farewell Mr. Bond, but not
Farewell Mr. Bond, but not goodbye...
A few minutes ago I said goodbye to The Cup and hung up the phone. Tomorrow he boards a plane with his wife and makes his way to an Air Force base in Japan, where he will be spending his next three years. There was definitely a fair amount of awkward tension on the phone. How does one say goodbye to a friend who's drifting away. I love The Cup like a brother and am proud of the life he's making for himself, but in all likely hood his new life and my own will carry us farther and farther apart. How does one say goodbye to such a friendship? Tonight I will have two shots of expensive tequila one for myself and one for him. Eric, God bless your budding family on this wonderful adventure. Vaya Con Dios, my friend.