When We Were 19, My Best Friend and I Promised That If We Were Both Single at 60, We’d Find Each Other – I Turned 60 Last Tuesday, & My Old Landline Rang – Page 8

Long letters and birthday cards.

Jeffrey told me about his roommate who never cleaned anything. I told him about working at the library while taking classes.

He complained about the cafeteria food. I complained about customers returning books with coffee stains.

We wrote constantly.

For the first year, I knew more about Jeffrey’s life than people living down his street.

Then the letters became less frequent. Every week became every other week. Every other week became once a month.

I thought college was changing him.

The truth was, my life was changing, too.

I knew more about Jeffrey’s life.

I started training to become a teacher. I made new friends. I went on dates.