Walking the Path Together
When my mentor died after heart problems, I found another guy I really liked. We started having weekly meetings and did a formal study together - the best thing I've ever done.We were best friends for twenty-two years until he died. We'd ride to work and have a meeting on the way. What a man. I used to tell him, "You know, every man is my teacher. Some teach me what to do. You've taught me a lot about what not to do."
He used to tell me, "You know, the deal works, but not all the dealers do. Not all the people in the program work the program." He worked the program each and every day. We knew everything about each other, and the hardest thing I ever had to do was to bury that mentor after twenty-two years. But I'm so thankful that his lessons live on.
Today I treasure those friends, past and present, I've met on the road to Happy Destiny.
