Every time I (Tommy) end up visiting friends back in SW Kansas, I feel like I’m back at home. Renewing old friendships and remembering old times. No matter how many times I go back. No matter how often or how seldom I visit, I somehow just pick up where I left off at last time. It blows me away to see people go through really hard times and face challenges that would destroy the average person next door. But these friends from Kansas are strong and steadfast and faithful. I want to be like that. I want to be like them. I love them. I hope they love me! They inspire me and unknowingly, I’m sure, push me to press on and keep moving and making a difference where I’m at. I need them. They are a part of my life, though 15 years removed from living just down Main Street, I hope they know they are special and have changed my life. I’ve told them over and over, and I hope they believe me.
