Jack and I have been best friends since the 6th grade.
That moved into a house that was right across the street from the place where I lived with my family. Jack was outside in the street one day playing with a ball and a glove and I went outside to ask if he wanted to play catch. Actually, my mom forced me to go outside and play with the kid who just moved in. I thought my mom was being awful and horrible, but Jack and I ended up being the best of friends. We played baseball together when we were in high school and both of us got scholarships to play for the team at the community college. I spent 2 years at the community college and then I got a job working at a marijuana dispensary. Jack works as a skilled tradesman. The guy is really handy and can build almost anything from scratch. Jack and I often hang out when I’m not working at the marijuana dispensary and he’s not working on a project. We went fishing on Saturday and there was a huge monster fish that took my pole. The fish almost took me into the water as well. The line got wrapped around my tackle box and I nearly lost that too. Thankfully, I grabbed the box in time because I had an ounce of sticky icky in the bottom and it was a top shelf tier one marijuana strain. Of course, the pole that I lost was probably seventy or eighty bucks and that doesn’t include the ten dollar lure that was practically brand new.