Lunch with an old friend, a retired attorney. It is a friendship which grew from an argument many years ago. We quickly went from adversaries to allies and now can almost - almost - complete one another's sentences. Fortunately, we have enough divergent interests so the conversations are often unpredictable.
I came prepared to talk to him about his work as a docent at the art museum and we both rambled off into a discussion of how to market history, art, and science.
We've agreed that an annual lunch is insufficient. I'm sending him a note this afternoon to set up another one.
After a certain age, friends have a habit of disappearing. See them while you can.
2 comments:
By all means, send the note. But beware to scheduling too frequently. Sometimes part of the charm and value of those meetings with old friends comes from a bit of scarcity.
Wally,
That is wise advice. I'll try to set it a few months from now.
Michael
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