perspective

one of the world's nice guys happens to be a good friend of mine. and i'm proud of that. really. proud. but, as has happened with many, i have lost touch with him to a certain degree, and i feel badly about this...i do. i feel this way about a few lost friendships. but he and i have now and will always have a friendship that transcends this time apart. we see each other and pick-up where we left off like no time has passed at all. a few years ago he got married and issy and i went and watched him slip the ring on his new wife's finger...it was cool - and i hate weddings...i don't think i have seen him since then...we have spoken on e.mail, if you call it that, and maybe i have seen him at his work, i can't remember...i'm such a geezer...a short while after he got married they had a daughter, of which i know he was and is still probably very proud...
he and i grew-up together and were, at times, inseperable. eating chow mein buns, drinking beer, listening to music far too loudy in his parents basement, driving around, and this and that....he's a good man....a written history would be far too long here....
a couple of years ago he had some cancer in his toe - which i know sounds wierd..but he did...and he seemed to make it through that ok...yesterday issy phoned me to tell me he had had to have a seven hour operation to remove a tumor (?) from his neck and have a couple of his vertebrae fused....my heart is with him now. not much else about this holiday season seems to matter much....
hands up for marty basso, high fives all around....a good man...he deserves a few of your thoughts today...

i love you brother.

g. xo