Ryan and I met in 1983 and grew up playing kickball in the street. He may not remember it well but I beat him many times playing good old-fashioned HORSE. Given how competitive he is, I'm pretty sure he did not let me win! The summer when we were 12 was spent hanging out in one another's garage as being inside the house with no supervision was TABOO. Our teens were spent running across one another periodically amidst mutual friends. Our parents have remained friends all these years (36 to be exact) so we've managed to keep tabs on another from a distance. In late 2018, we reconnected and decided to get together to catch up on the past 20 years. And as they say, "The rest is history."