I had a great talk with my great friend this week. What would a brother do without him? Thank You, Ben. How could I have landed such an amazing friend? You could never buy a friend as good as he nor be good enough to earn his loyalty. Howard Hughes, when worth about 4 billion dollars, said, “I’d give it all for one good friend.” Of loyal friends Poet Ralph Wald Emerson said, “the glory of friendship is not in the outstreched hand, not the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is in spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him.” A friend is a person with whom you dare to be yourself. Your soul can be naked with them. They ask you to put on nothing, only to be what you are. They do not want you to be better or worse. When you are with them, you feel as a prisoner feels who has been declared innocent. You do not have to be on your guard. You can say what you think, as long as it is genuinely you. A friend understands those contradictions in your nature that lead others to misjudge you. With them you breathe freely. You can share your little vanities and envies and hates and vicious sparks, your meannesses and absurdities which, disappear on the white ocean of their loyalty. They understand. You do not have to be careful. It makes no matter. They are like fire that purges to the bone. You can weep with them, sing with them, laugh with them, pray with them. A friend is a person with whom you dare to be yourself. Praise God, for the path to great friends.