09/08/2026
This is Buddy.
We met on Friday, January 9, 1970.
The day I was born.
We had no idea how many incredible adventures we would share.
The things we would do.
The places we would see.
The people we would meet.
Not all of it was pretty.
But Buddy doesn’t have a judgmental bone in his body.
He’s good that way.
He’s just happy to be with his friend.
Everywhere I have lived, he has lived.
I think Buddy’s going to like Costa Rica.