My Indestructible Best Friend

The person you'll hear the most about on my blog is my best friend, Cagney. I met him my freshman year and I was scared to death of him. He's as tall as I am, but ten times stronger. He's the guy that you see walking around the street with the sleeves of his T-shirt cut off because his arms are too big to fit. After I started talking to him and realized that he wasn't going to break me in half, we became really good friends. I learned how much he had to go through in his life; his parent's divorce, his mom's remarriage, his dad's death, and he was only fifteen. He saw things growing up in Queens that I would never be able to deal with, but he is the most amazing person I've ever met.

One of the first things he told me was that he wanted to join the Army. At the time it seemed so far away, like he would change his mind before he was old enough to enlist. But, at the end of his junior year he enlisted. This past November he was sworn in. Until then, I don't think it really registered in my mind that he was going to leave. Well, he's leaving in July for Basic Training. Everytime he talks about leaving, he tells me not to worry because he's "indestructible" and he won't let the tough Army guys change who he is. I know that, even if he has to experience the horrors of fighting in a war, he will always be my best friend; the one person I can count on for anything. Now, his "indestructibilty" is what scares me...

(He's the one with the LSU hat on his stomach)