My best friend’s grandparents knew mine. How? They belonged to the same church. My best friend’s parents knew mine. How? They lived in the same community. My best friend and I went to the same elementary school and high school. We are four months apart in age. I am older and, because my birthday is in November, started school one year before she did. We would see one another in the hallways of the schools or at events but were not in the same classes. Later on when I graduated and had a terrific first full-time job with good benefits and a congenial group of co-workers I told her about a job opening. She interviewed; got the job; and you guessed it: she and I then worked with one another for several years. We had many good times socially. Then she moved out to the West coast while I stayed in New England. Finally, she and her husband retired to New England. We never lost the feeling of being close. Fast forward to 2015. We have always been friends throughout the past fifty-eight years. I don’t know a better definition of a best friend than that.