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My friend Jack

Jack and I used to work together. He's taller than me, bald and very smart. Every morning we'd hit the break room for coffee and some conversation — which usually lasted throughout the day. Often it was religious. Jack's very well read and if the they gave out PhDs in Theology for just a general, rock-solid knowledge of Christianity, Jack would have several. I miss him. Oh, it's not that anything is wrong. Jack and his family are fine. But I simply miss him. I miss the conversation, the lunches, and the friendship. I miss hearing about his family and what he was planning for the weekend. I miss a conversation between two men about something more than football. Funny thing, too, Jack and I work in the same town. He's my friend and, over the past several months I've let that friendship slide. And that's wrong. I need to call Jack. I need to tell him I miss him. I need to be a better friend.