How does one defi\u00adne \"fri\u00adend\u00adship\"? Is it like: \"Two birds of a fea\u00adther stick togeh\u00adter\"? I guess so. We choo\u00adse fri\u00adends to be simi\u00adlar to what we are, not ali\u00adke, just similar.<\/p>\n
How do we know, someone is a true fri\u00adend? We don\u00b4t - ever! What we see is how a per\u00adson acts, and we might be con\u00advin\u00adced that this guy or gal is our fri\u00adend - but we can never be sure .... unless fri\u00adend\u00adship is pro\u00adven, unless we have gone through hard times and did pre\u00advail becau\u00adse a fri\u00adend jum\u00adped in to sup\u00adport us.<\/p>\n
Let me tell you a true sto\u00adry - about a true friend: One day, when I wal\u00adked to school, a guy stop\u00adped at the curb and asked me if I nee\u00added a ride home. I accept\u00aded and jum\u00adped in. Wow, a 63\u00b4 con\u00adver\u00adti\u00adble, one of tho\u00adse you see in James-Dean-movies (which is gre\u00adat now, but at that time it was just what the cars were like, no big deal). I got my ride home, and next mor\u00adning the car pul\u00adled up into my foster parent\u00b4s dri\u00adve\u00adway, Jim - which was his name - picked me up for school. To make the long sto\u00adry short: This went on every day, until my last day in High-School, i.e. Gou\u00adver\u00adneur Seni\u00ador High, GHS<\/span>.<\/p>\n From late August 1963 to June 1964 we got to be the best bud\u00addies in the world, went through a lot of good and bad times, got into trou\u00adble here and the\u00adre, but our fri\u00adend\u00adship grew from day to day. We both had a few \"affairs\", not\u00adhing real\u00adly serious, not\u00adhing that kept us from fishing, movies and par\u00adties. We even play\u00aded in the Seni\u00ador \"Dra\u00adma\" tog\u00ade\u00adther. Jim won the \"Dea\u00adno\u00adni\u00adan\", a speech con\u00adtest, I had to do a lot of spee\u00adches for clubs like the LIONS<\/span>, ROTARY<\/span>, 4H<\/span>, \"Future Home\u00adma\u00adkers of Ame\u00adri\u00adca\" etc., we sat in front of the TV<\/span> tog\u00ade\u00adther in late \u00b463, when Pre\u00adsi\u00addent Kenn\u00addy was asas\u00adsi\u00adna\u00adted, when the news about Ame\u00adri\u00adcan sol\u00addiers get\u00adting kil\u00adled in Viet\u00adnam star\u00adted to appear on TV<\/span>.<\/p>\n We knew, it would be hard to part, to let go and both live on dif\u00adfe\u00adrent con\u00adti\u00adnents after June \u00b464! We made plans how to keep cont\u00adact, who was going to visit whom at which time - but fate would have it - it was all futile!<\/p>\n I had two more years to go to School in Ger\u00adma\u00adny, Jim joi\u00adn\u00aded the Navy, we had lots of chan\u00adges of address - and final\u00adly my mail kept coming back \"return to sen\u00adder, reci\u00adpi\u00adent unknown\"! We had lost touch, ouch!<\/p>\n OK<\/span>, let me tell you, how we got in touch again: It was due to the INTERNET<\/span>! I lear\u00adned that one was able to search for peo\u00adp\u00adle at US-tele\u00adpho\u00adne sites. I did. I found my good old bud\u00addy, who was - again - living in the Sta\u00adte of New York, after he had been in West Vir\u00adgi\u00adnia and Washing\u00adton (Sta\u00adte!). So much luck. We made plans to see each other, tal\u00adked on the pho\u00adne for hours, on the inter\u00adnet, too.<\/p>\n How do I know he is still my best fri\u00adend? He would go out of his way to sup\u00adport me, just like he did the first few months when I deci\u00added to live in the USA<\/span> for some time - may\u00adbe forever.<\/p>\n After we had not seen each other for more than 30 years, I was living in his hou\u00adse, dro\u00adve one of his cars, got help in wha\u00adte\u00adver situa\u00adti\u00adon I nee\u00added it, got advice how to do things and acti\u00adve help to set up an account at a local bank, to get a place to live in, to get a pho\u00adne, to get a driver\u00b4s licen\u00adse - I could go on like this, it would be the lon\u00adgest list ever.<\/p>\n How many of you would do a thing like this? How many of you would open your hou\u00adse to a fri\u00adend after 30 years \"no see\"? Think about it, and you will under\u00adstand what \"true\" fri\u00adend\u00adship is. Thanks again, Jim, God bless you!<\/p>\n That\u00b4s it for today, sor\u00adry, no \"remarks\" tomor\u00adrow .... see you!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" How does one defi\u00adne \"fri\u00adend\u00adship\"? Is it like: \"Two birds of a fea\u00adther stick togeh\u00adter\"? I guess so. We choo\u00adse fri\u00adends to be simi\u00adlar to what we are, not ali\u00adke, just simi\u00adlar. How do we know, someone is a true fri\u00adend? We don\u00b4t - ever! 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\nWhen I went to the United Sta\u00adtes in 1963 I was all by mys\u00adelf, no fami\u00adly, no fri\u00adends. When I left the USA<\/span> after my exch\u00adan\u00adge year I had won one true fri\u00adend - for life!<\/p>\n