Making new friends

Nothing is more rewarding than making a new friend.

Sometimes the circumstances are unusual, as I was in this case.

I had gone to the restaurant here in Electric City for breakfast, and when I entered it was apparent that the tables were full and there was no place to sit.

When I was about to stand and wait for a table, a little boy sitting at a small table for two caught my attention and offered the spot at his table.

That was the beginning of a new friendship. The boy’s name is Daxton, and he is 6 years old. Dax, as he likes to be called, started the first grade this past fall.

As the time has passed, our friendship has grown. Now when I move around I look for little cars and trucks to give to Dax.

I’ve received word from his mother, Mary, that the friendship is secure. He has said that I am one of his best friends.

His gesture to invite me to his table says a lot about him. He, I predict, is going places. There’s 88 years difference in our ages.

He’s interested in sports and is in the young wrestlers program. He will talk about soccer and, I believe, any sports.

So, to all you young people out there, find and be a Friend.

Friendships endure. I called a couple I know in the Seattle area, longtime friends. They are in their mid 90s and the first friends we made when we moved to Bothell in 1962.

They now live together in an assisted living facility near their home in Woodinville.

While they are having memory problems, like so many older people do, our friendship is still there.

So, while new friendships are made old ones continue. Give a friend a call today. And to Dax, I will always remember your kindness and value your friendship.