Two of my male friends who used to help each other, drive each other to doctor appointments, quibble like fussy old men, have stopped talking to each other.

It was a giant misunderstanding with one yelling at the other.

I used to have them over for Pizza and Movie night. No more. Now I call one to see how he’s doing and call the other to find out about him. Funny thing, they both ask if I’ve spoken to So-And-So.

It’s sad. Sad because at their age they need all the friends they can get. Sad because there’s no more Pizza and Movie night.

Stupid guys.

I’ve thought of bringing them both over for a visit with me, not telling that the other would also be here. Not sure how that would play out, which is why I haven’t done it.

I decided, instead, to let them know how I missed our Pizza and M

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