my friend – Stan
My friend Stan could be difficult at times. Never was there a more self-deprecating man. On the other hand, his complete and utter faith that he would be greeted by Our Lord and Savior was refreshing, and I admit at first, off-putting. We had a disagreement a few weeks ago over his job. He was obligated to report what he thought was a harmful environment for a student. But didn’t want to make the call. I told him that I wouldn’t speak to him again if he didn’t hold true to his ethics. He was afraid he would lose a friend. In the end, he made the call. He learned that the family in question was already doing everything possible for their kids. He did his job and held true to his ethics. The family he had to report was mine. I still consider him a friend. Stan passed away