Breaking Up With The Best Man

How a friendship dies.

I’ll try not to overly belabor this post, and just paint the edges. We will see if we can come out anywhere. I’ve already written a bit about COVID and friendships anyway. (Here’s another one.)

Let me set up the back-story as best I can here:

• When I got married for the first time (March 2013), my best man was a kid named Mike; he was a friend of mine from…