Have you ever met someone and you instantly knew you were going to be friends?
That's how it was with Scott.
The first time we met was at a Superbowl party at the Sigma Chi house. We had been briefly introduced at the club fair on campus a few days before but I was too busy recruiting girls into my sorority that I only was able to catch his name and the fact he was my friend Josh's little brother.
I said hi as I sat next to him on the couch. He said hi and then was silent. We both watched the game as I waited for him to say something to start a conversation. I waited in vain. He was silent and had a puzzled expression on his face. After realizing he wasn't going to start talking, I asked him why he looked so pensive. He turned to me and replied, "What?" I asked him again why he looked so pensive. He briefly paused before replying, "I don't know what that means," in the most deadpan unabashed kind of way.
I burst out laughing. I couldn't help it. His complete unembarrassed honesty caught me off guard and delighted me. As first impressions go, he couldn't have done better. Over the next few months, Scott & I developed a friendship that is still to this day one of the best I've ever had.
Unfortunately, one of the most efficient, effective, and destructive ways to end a friendship is to turn it into a doomed relationship. Our friendship-turned-relationship-ended in an explosive tempest of pain, betrayal, rage, and bitterness--whose effects I am still feeling.
But that's a story for another time.
Love you.
Mean it.
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