Years ago I was on a job, where I met this painter. My buddy and I were doing the floors, and this guy was doing the painting. We were the only three people in the building, with a lot of work to get done. We talked here and there throughout the day, and took break, and lunch, together in the same room. He seemed a great guy. At the end of the day, my buddy and I packed our tools to go home. The painter was going to work late. We said goodbye to the fella and he looked up and said, "thanks for being my friend". That statement has stayed with me in my heart for a long time. It changed me inside. One day of unity. I would like to end my day today by saying to you now, thank you for being my friend. It means more than you will ever know. I love you! Pleasant dreams