To the first of many best friends of my life

Dearest,

That spring summer day on the school bus on our way back home, I decided that you were going to be my best friend. It was 2nd grade back in 1986–87 and you were the kindest soul with the most sincere eyes. Also, you had like 10 brothers or sisters (I really lost count) and there was definitely not as many toys with you as with me (being the only child in contrast) but you…