No matter what else we might talk about we at some point come back around to the talk of the old days, a period of two or three (and certainly no more than four) years that have been the foundation of all the rest. They were the friendships that were best and things done together, and none of them could have had the same meaning were they not shared. Now, as it was when it all began, there is Jake. He is at the center of the recollection, as he was when it happened -- and as he will be as often as we have these conversations.
There was no question that he was the leader, even if no one ever needed to say so. He was funny, intense, alert, concerned, and any number of other things. Beneath them by only a bit was the rage that may in the meantime have caused him to lose himself.
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