My first best friend was Therese Stone. She lived across the street from me in San Diego, CA. I have not seen her since the end of second grade.
The military brings so many people together and then separates them by years and miles.
When we pulled away from 6620 Oakridge Road headed completely across country, no one could have imagined that one day Therese and I would be friends again. On something called Facebook.
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