I came to the decision today that I had to bid farewell to an old and dear friend.
This wasn't a decision I came to lightly; it was made after many hours of agonizing, meditating and prayer and it wasn't easy.
My friend and I had been through a lot. Trials, tribulations, road trips to Boston (twice), long nights together agonizing over another Red Sox loss or rejoicing over some late inning comeback win that sent us both to bed deliriously happy. It rode right along with the Three Amigos on our Road Trip adventure and it helped me read books to the boys and put the kids to bed at night.
In fact, when I'd talk about my friend I used the same quote the Bandit used in that all-time classic that if there were any justice would have won the Academy Award in 1977:
"I take my hat off for one thing, one thing only."
I gotta get a new hat. It's got stains on it's stains, FEMA would render it uninhabitable, and I'm pretty sure I saw it move on it's own the other day.
So long, old friend.
I'll never forget you.