A true friend

Well I gave up on trying to make the blog section work for me so I decided to do it the way I normally do and type it up in WordPad and paste here so here we go.

I recently signed up for a MyPage account because of an old friend of mine suggested it and he posted a video montage of his older brother who died last year.It brought back some old memories of growing up with him and his other siblings.I remember everyone used to tell me to stay away from him because he of Puerto Rican descent and wouldnt amount to anything.Well I decided to ignore them and did my best to stay friends with him for a long time.No matter what I did over the years though he stood by my side and showed me what a true friend is all about.Heres what I mean by that,.......There was once a time in the eighth grade I was being teased by others and my best friend Chris, was the only one to stand back and not say a thing.I was pissed at him for letting them pick on me and not backing me up.So I went up to him and shoved his head into a wall and tried to get him to fight me.He wouldnt do it, he put his hands to his side and told me "I am your friend and I refuse to fight you!"

I wouldnt talk to him for a couple of years after that then one day he came over to my house and we sat down and talked about the dreadful day.I asked him why he wouldnt fight me, why wouldnt he defend himself.He told me that he was sorry he didnt help me out, that he wanted to but was told if he did then he would be next.It killed him to stand there and watch them push me around and do things to make me mad.Thats why he didnt help me.Well I could understand that problem and forgave him and asked for his forgivness for me being an ass and doing what I did out of anger.He didnt blame at all for that and said he would have done the same thing.

After we graduated from High School he became a self taught computer programmer, not bad for someone who wouldnt amount to anything if you ask me.He moved to Texas and is makeing a shitload of money.Everything he has now he worked very hard for, he showed everyone that it doesnt matter what the color of your skin is it the soft spongey mass in your head that matters.If you use it properly you can achieve any thing you want to,I am proud to have him as a friend, and as brother so to speak.I always tell him that even though were not real family he will always be my brother.He will always be my friend and I will always be proud of his achievements.