Remember growing up and all the different people you've met along the way?
There were the nice one's, the cool one's, the folks who you never associated with and the one's you wished you never would have? and the ones you wished you could ? All along the way the folks you made friends with either stuck and you kept contact or your drifted apart. Even the folks that you just meet momentarily, that were either acquaintances (sp?nazis?) or friends of friends, we all catagorized them differently. I remember my dad telling me to never burn bridges... (yall know the rest). Now that I'm a little older I keep in touch with fewer and fewer friends. You may not ever remember what they said and what they did, but you always remember how they made you feel.
What say you?
Do you keep up with old friends? New ones?