My Dear Friend, Kathy

Tonight Kathy and I talked...and we talked...and we talked. We haven't lived within a thousand miles of one another for OVER thirty years. It doesn't make a damned bit of difference to us. The miles fade, the years fade and we are just good friends who always have a lot of catch-up to do on the phone. We see each other every few years and we may only talk on the phone a half-dozen times a year, but it makes no difference. It never does. We just are comfortable with one another. We just love one another. And when you love another person, you want to hear the minutae of their life and you want to hear it all. And it's never boring and it's always interesting and, at the end of it all, after you've hung up, you think...and what about your brother...and his third (or is it his fourth wife)...the Russian bride? What's going on with them?