So Eddie and Mia are flying back to England tonight from the Vikings event here. As we left lunch and hugged each other Eddie said something about how this was the hardest part of any trip, the saying goodbye.
I started thinking about the truth of that statement. Then I thought about the greatness of life to have the opportunity to have those sad moments, for without the great friendships there is no sorrow at parting.
So for all those people who I have hugged at the ends of Pennsic, Estrellas, and Gulfs. For all those people that I have spent hours saying goodbyes and hugging at smaller events, or at conferences or wherever, I have but to turn to Yeats for something to say to you all:
“Think where man’s glory most begins and ends,
And say my glory was I had such friends.”