Tom F.

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On an early Friday morning, I sat down next to Tom in row twenty-one on an average day 10,000 plus feet in the air. As I was heading out on a work trip over the winter break, I decided that there was no better place to make a friend than on an airplane. Yes, I am that annoying person on an airplane that you hope and pray that you don’t sit next to because you just want to get through the flight. Like most people, you didn’t come on an airplane to make friends. I may be worse than sitting next to a crying baby. I wasn’t even initially sitting next to Tom, but after my other seat mates stopped conversing to me and went back to knitting and playing bejeweled, I decided to mingle around the plane.

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Walt J

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You know when someone shows up to Vietnam in cowboy boots, blue jeans, a leather hat and button down shirt, they are a Republican…I mean a character and are going to have great stories. That first impression remained true as I got to know Grandpa Walt the last two weeks traveling through Vietnam with him, his daughter and granddaughter who is adopted from Vietnam. Grandpa Walt is the kind of person that wakes up at six in the morning every day to go walking just because he can and would feel to stagnant if he wasn’t moving. Everyday he carried his go pro with him while photographing every moment with his other fancy camera. He sees life through a lense, literally and figuratively that is his own unique brand of Grandpa Walt.

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Keane A.

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A year ago I didn’t know who Keane was. We had both been members of the Resident Hall Association and were familiar with each other through the weekly meetings and gatherings in Williams Village, but genuinely didn’t know each other. The last month of school something sparked between us and we became best friends faster than you can say hashtag Be Boulder. We bonded over our quirky love for Hilary Duff, laying out in the sun on the field in Williams Village and complaining about people who complain about life. Over the summer our friendship continued to grow as we stayed in touch despite both of our busy schedules. We mostly bonded over the fact that our families were smothering us. True story. As we came back to Boulder this semester, we have remained steady friends with regular lunches and occasional weekend shennanigans.

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Allen M

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A little over two months ago I embarked on a journey of seemingly minimal portions that has evolved (and continues to) to be one of the greatest things I have done to date. This journey that continues to unravel in profound ways was the path to becoming a yoga instructor through Corepower Yoga in Boulder. This is where I met Allen.

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Glenn K

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You never know when you are going to make a great friend, where it will be and how it will happen. I often think about the moment you know you’re friends with someone, the exact moment in time where you think and feel like you and another individual are friends. I met Glenn, 84,  in Thailand and proceeded to spend the next three weeks with him traveling through Laos, Cambodia and Vietnam. I’m not precisely sure when our friendship was solidified; it could have been day one when he told me the word of the day was scrotum, day two when I fell asleep on his shoulder on a car ride, or the very last night before we went back to the states when he only gave me half a hug goodbye so he could give me the other half when we reunited. Whenever we became friends, I’m glad we did because he is someone I will never forget; a person of incredible influence and impact and not to mention, great eyebrows and a uncanny resemblance to the man from the movie Up. I had the privilege to share a more formal conversational interview with him about his life over the air on the way from Cambodia to Vietnam.

Excerpts from our chat…

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