|"Love's pure silver flame gives each innermost spirit invisible warmth."|
- A Haiku Verse
Greg Housel and April Housel (was Fredman)
October 5, 2002
It was fourth grade when I first met Scott, a short blond kid that liked parachute pants. Upon meeting, we immediately became archenemies as our rival gangs controlled the playground. We fought, cursed, and made fun of each otherís mama's more times then anyone would care to count.
As time went on though, a funny thing happened. He matured (I was already extremely mature) and we became friends. I have to admit though that this friendship has endured some really trying times. For example, Scott filling my car up with dissecting pigs from science class, or Scott attacking the Housel family residency wearing only a pair of pajamas and holding 10 rolls of toilet paper!
I, of course, was always the good one throughout our friendship; never once giving him a reason to do these mean things. I mean, I have no idea who removed his toilet from his house and placed it in the middle of his yard in the middle of a snow storm!
At any rate, since high school, we have had an everlasting friendship. Scott has always been there for me in any situation and anywhere I have traveled. Whether it was my house in Columbus, my cabin in Kansas City, or even my apartment in Bradenton Scott has always been there. We have shared countless memories.
Thank you for all the fun, the many talks and that we never ended up in jail for one of are many escipades.
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