On Monday, while waiting at Frankfurt airport, I called Manuel to say goodbye. To understand why I would travel so far for his wedding is very easy. During the conversation, he apologized for not having had enough time to spend with me. I said, "but, Manuel, it was your wedding". He is a very, dear soul.
Prior to the wedding ceremony, I was talking to his aunt and uncle, who live in Milwaukee; I told them about how Manuel and I met here in the U.S. while he was working for Enterprise Rent A Car. That was over six years ago. The odds of a then 42-year-old gay guy, making friends with a 25-year-old straight guy from Germany, would seem pretty slim; however, we have managed to be part of one another's lives and share great experiences together in not only Long Beach but in Paris and multiple cities in Germany as well.
Again, during the course of our conversation, he mentioned how his friend Christian's girlfriend had been the official wedding photographer and how they had already heard from her and in the over 200 photos taken, people were always smiling. Although I could not see his face, I could sense his joy.
I am grateful for his friendship and honored and proud to have him in my life.
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