Saturday night I said goodbye to these two amazing people. Dan and his sweetheart wife Jessica.
Dan is headed off to some fancy schmancy law school in Virginia, so we all had a party to send them off in style.
I remember when I first met Dan last December. It was at a poker table in Wendover. I had struck up conversation with other members of his group. When they introduced me to Dan, he nodded and said nothing.
It turned out they all lived fairly close to me and got together for poker most weeks. They invited me. I came.
I remember Dan rubbed me the wrong way that night. A bit abrasive, perhaps. Quiet. And he had a glare that said, “pistols at dawn.”
I didn’t really know anybody in that group, but I enjoyed myself so much that I came back the next week. And the next. And the next.
And at first Dan and I didn’t really talk much. But after a while, he started teaching me about different types of alcohol. He had recently taken a bar tending class and I had relatively recently left the Mormon church, so it gave us something to cut through the weirdness.
And over time, a friendship grew.
And I learned some things about Dan by watching him.
He is as faithful a friend as they come.
He loves to dance.
And he’d have your back any time you need him to.
Most of my favorite memories with that group of friends involve Dan. Dancing with Dan. Poker with Dan. Debauchery with Dan. Debating with Dan. Other awesome things with Dan.
Had I not kept showing up, I’m quite certain Dan and I would never have become friends at all. In fact, in a lot of ways, he’s as unlikely a friend for me as they come.
And sometimes unlikely friends make some of the best friends of all.
I’m really going to miss him and his wife who is always everyone’s best friend from day one.
Have fun going to lawyer school, pal. I’m sure I’ll be in need of your services one day.
Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing
PS. Do you have any “unlikely friends?” How did you become friends?