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So I had lunch with a buddy of mine, Andy, at a sushi restaurant here in San Diego recently.

It was a sunny day, so we sat outside while catching up.

And Andy, he's an engineer about my age, married with three kids.

His wife, Amelia, is a third grade teacher at a local elementary school.

On the weekends, Andy coaches his sons, basketball, baseball, and soccer teams.

I've known Andy since we were in our early 20s.

I danced the night away, albeit poorly, at his wedding,

have watched with admiration the happiness that fills his everyday life.

The combined incomes of a teacher and a mid-level engineer are not something

Robin Leach would rave about, but they are happy.

They have a nice home, drive safe vehicles, their children have college funds,

and every year they take a terrific family vacation.

About halfway through our meal, another friend of mine walked down the sidewalk by our table.

Jake, I called out, as he passed.

Jake looked up, obviously busy, but stopped to say hello.

Jake, good to see you, I said, this is my friend, Andy.

I've been meaning to introduce you to.

I bet your boys play soccer together, or at least against each other.

He chuckled and we shared a few short conversation points before.

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