My Best Friend
This photo is my special keepsake because it is the last memory I have of my best friend, Brad, before he was sent to the war in Iraq. Brad and I have been very good friends for the past ten years. Our friendship has lasted so long because of his dedication and communication skills. If he wasn’t so diligent about keeping in touch while over seas, I don’t know if we would still be as close. He was the first person I met when moved to Satellite Beach and the last person I saw before I moved to Jacksonville. June 16, 1993, I still remember it like it was yesterday. It was the day I moved to Satellite Beach and the day I met Brad Faulkner. From my kitchen window, I could see out to the golf course and I could see a little boy fishing in the lake. I didn’t know any kids, so I went out to meet him. The boy’s name was Brad and since there weren’t many children in the neighborhood, we became very close friends. At the time I was eight, and Brad was ten. When I was younger, I was I was quite the “tomboy.” Whenever he would go fishing, I would always tag along. Then around fifth grade I discovered that boys had cooties! I wanted nothing to do with Brad or any other boys. We lost touch for
This picture is a very important keepsake to me. It makes me remember Brad and the good times we’ve shared throughout the past ten years. Especially during the time he was gone it reminded me of all our happy memories. Brad is the most amazing person I know. He is extremely humble, especially caring, immensely humorous, and my best friend! In the meantime I graduated high school and it was time for me to move away to college. A week before I moved, I got a call from Brad’s mom at 5:00 A.M. saying Brad was coming home in an hour. Brad’s parents picked me up and we drove to Orlando to greet Brad. That was one of the best days of my life! I was so excited to see Brad back in good health and in one piece! I was expecting Brad to have changed during his time over seas after seeing and experiencing all he had gone though. But Brad was the same old Brad as when he left. a few years. During Junior High Brad attended private school and I public school. We would see each other ever now and then, but not exchange much more than a “Hello.” This past February, on one of my visits to Orlando, Brad told me that his Marine officer informed them that the country was most likely going to war. Brad said he expected to be shipped out to Iraq within the next month. I didn’t take him ser
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