So anyway we are sitting there and 4 guys about my age come in. I didn't know any of them, but right away I noticed something cool about them. They were there to watch the Wisconsin/Michigan game or the Michigan/Wisconsin game depending upon how you looked at it. They were obviously friends, furiously enjoying each other.
Here is what stood out about them. One was wearing a Michigan shirt, two of them were wearing Badger gear. I loved it!!!
When we were getting ready to leave I asked one of the men about the four of them. He said, "we are brothers." I said, "brothers?" He clarified, he said, "friends."
I knew what he meant.
I don't have any biological brothers, but I certainly have "brothers." I thought it was beautiful. I asked if I could take their picture.
I am sure that they woke up the next day and wondered why they let that old bald guy take their picture.
Anyway, although I don't know their names, they obviously understand something about life. Friendship is a bond that runs deeper, or should run deeper than Republican/Democrat, MU/KU, male/female, young/old, or Wolverine/Badger. Oh wouldn't the world be a better place if instead of seeing the opposition, we saw a potential friend, a potential brother.
Maybe one day I will run into these guys again and sit at their table and hear their stories.
Thank you fellas for a lesson that the world so desperately needs to hear.
It's a beautiful day in God's world, be sure to see the good.
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