On Saturday I got to meet up with some old friends. I think I became friends with Dagan in second grade. We lived pretty close to each other and were both in the same Cub Scouts den. We had an interesting relationship in that we had separate groups of friends at school but after school we hung out a lot. At one point we both had paper routes and since we lived so close, we would use CB radios to communicate.

So Dagan and I met for lunch and a drink and caught up a bit. We do that maybe once a year or so. But like he was telling me, it’s good to have someone that you can just jump into conversation with. Doesn’t really matter what point in your life you’re at. You just hop right in, catch up and keep going.

I had a similar experience with Ian, a friend from before I can remember. We haven’t really kept in touch and I hadn’t seen him in around a decade. But he sent me an email last week stating that he was back in the bay area. So I invited him to a party, and we caught up. It’s funny that a lot of his mannerisms haven’t changed at all. Still the same guy. Very comforting. I think we’ll hang out more often now. Once per decade doesn’t really cut it.