Womble Week

So, Saturday night I was out the door expecting a mellow Friday night agenda, when my best friend growing up, Jordan Womble, calls me and says he's in town for the night with his family. I've only been around him for a total of 5 days in the last 8 years I bet, so I was excited to see them. Jordan is currently in the Navy and his brother Jacob is at the Naval Academy in Annapolis, MD.

I met them in mid-town at a great Italian restaurant, Arno. I was greated with open arms and they had already poured me a glass of wine. I had the best veal parmigiana of my life. After dinner we walked out and got in our limo. Mark had tickets to the Blue Man Group which was spectacular. The show was very creative and entertaining. They change the acts periodically so I recommend it to anyone in town. After the show, Jordan, Jacob and I decided to continue the evening so I showed them my favorite part of the city, McSorley's Old Ale house. When we got there, Tommy the bartender recognized me and gave me some great seats in the back. He brought the first round over and gave me a fist bump. The guys loved the place and I was able to explain some of the history and old patrons such as Abe Lincoln, Boss Tweed, Arlo Guthrie and the beloved Teddy Roosevelt. They had last call but Tommy gave us the 'VIP treatment' and brought us more beer.

I ended up staying at the hotel with them in Times Square. When we woke up, Mark ordered room service for us. We had a great time talking about old memories and crazy things we did as kids. I don't think we have changed at all and in many ways we were the same rowdy kids running through the streets of New York with beer in our veins. Friendships make this life worth living and I don't want to ever lose a good friend to time or distance.