At Nineteen, My Best Friend and I Made a Promise That If We Were Both Single at Sixty, We Would Find Each Other — On My Sixtieth Birthday, an Unexpected Call Finally Came
When I was nineteen, my best friend Jeffrey and I made a promise that we both assumed would never have to be tested. We were sitting beneath the football bleachers on a warm summer evening, talking about our lives, our plans, and the possibility that someday everything would change. Neither of us knew just how…